Talent

A poem I wrote from a Marky POV. He's struggling with script writing, so I guess you can say that this is a pre-Rent poem.
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Talent


Words
An endless stream from the heart
Onto the paper
That holds my legacy

My life
On view for all to see
In the future
If I make it

Talent
What you need to please
Those who have the authority
To make your dream reality

Something I guess I'm without.

Eyes
Scanning my script
Page after page
Of endless scribbling

Reality
Something that bites you in the ass
After you realize
The truth of their harsh words

Fury
Rippling my vision
Blinding like burning heat
Across my skin

Something I don't often feel.

Silence
That lets my energy charge
And leave me with my anger
As I'm all alone

Torn
The word that describes
My emotions, speech, script
Script?

Tears
What it takes
To reveal that all it was
Was ink on paper

But it was so much more than that- it was my soul.