An Act

I've been the actress for 
others acts of desperation, 
depressed and unhinged 
I fit the narratives direction. 

I was the protagonist 
I assume as last resort, 
I was unfiltered, damaged, 
and easy to abort. 

The antagonists were always 
what everyone hates the most, 
using smiles and manipulation 
to draw others close. 

But in each story 
the endings were the same, 
take what you can 
and then just place the blame. 

Although maybe in reality 
I was the antagonist too, 
because I was my own worst enemy 
for a time or two. 

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