You’ve always thought it was your charm
That disarming way you smile
Your style, poise and
handsome face
The pace of your thoughts
And what you think
That triumph in the last moment
To save the day and delight the crowd
With everything they never found.
You always thought it was your way of acting.
The characters you feed
The clown. The romantic lead.
But it’s you.
Just you.
Before any choice
Thought or plan
Before you do what you do
It’s who you are.
Before.