Unforgettable, thats what You are

the secrets of the soul
hides the story the flesh has told
the constraint brings the pain of make up
a little rouge and cosmetics to change its outlook

a plague from within soons births forth
leading to the destruction of all theatrics
the stage soon crumbles and caves in
and soon the realisation of devestation
drops of cruel rain

spectators, what are they?
a mere tit for tat,
a plain exchange
everyone else alive is watching your performance
their judgement comes forth from cerebral silence

perhaps living out your life is a matter when you're not on the stage
for your act could merely be a cover up of reality