The Player

I forgot the lines
And for a moment there
I stood paralyzed
I realized
It was time to improvise
I started to fake
No-one could tell
The audience was pleased
I was as well

People believe
What they want to

After the play
A girl came up to me
And gave me
That certain look
She was an open book
An easy prey to hook
I started to act
Once again
Who I am not
Is who I am

But then, one night
I realized all this roles
Strange and picturesque
Can't provide
A face beneath the mask

But then, one night