R.C.

They say a picture paints a thousand words. A picture also paints a thousand lies. And that's only just a picture. What about a video?

I guess that's why there's this little thing we call 'acting'.

Can we call it acting? Or is it the real you? If you're acting, take a bow. Take a damn big bow. If it's you, an appropriate question for the situation would be what lies beneath? We never know.

Maybe it's a bit of both. As Shakespeare once said;

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women are merely players.

We are all actors and actresses in this one big play called 'Life'.

You're 3,000 miles away but here you are before my eyes. Close enough to touch and touch you I do, but through plastic and film. So near yet so far. And you're not the only thing I'm touching.

You're charming and you charm all of us snake charmers into charming the cobra. Cobra Commander would've been proud.

Charming. Princess Charming.

You weave your magic. So cheerful. So bubbly. So cute. So enthusiastic. So perky(!).

Perfect ingredients for the perfect tragedy.

We fall under your spell. So delightful. So alluring. So adorable. So enchanting. So...charming.

And so the world comes crashing down as the illusion is washed away along with all the make-up, glitz and stardust.

The merry charade gives way to a somber funeral for what might have been. The facade is dropped. It goes up in a blaze until all that's left is the smoke from sweet ol' Mary Jane.

You were given a second chance. You were given water to put out the fire. You traded it for gasoline. Cheese was put it one hand, you chose to grab a mouse in the other. I guess you had your reasons.

From steak and wine to bread and water. How far you have fallen.

How far you have fallen.