Literature
Ubiquity
When I was a child, I didn’t want to be famous But a face in the crowd was a path I hated to travel And so, I desired to entertain behind the curtain And soon, an audience flocked to my machinations Sometimes I wonder if there was another way To pour out my soul without losing it to others But I see that isn’t what you wanted Because you desired what I had A laugh, a grin, a chuckle and a tip I work for nothing but your satisfaction And in my heart, I know that it matters Even if my face doesn’t. My life is in your hands And his hands, and her hands It’s just not in mine, and I think I’m okay As long as you don’t forget me I’m not here anymore But I’ll be around even if I can’t sense myself You’ll see what I can no longer Because you have my smile. And I wish I could have it back.