all the world's a stage. the words people say are simply lines; the smiles, the tears, the fights are all part of the script. their personalities are simply parts they play.

yet though the world seems so scripted and the people seem like actors, the drama of the stage can never compare to the drama of real life.

when the last scene ends, when the last line is given, when the curtain falls where would you be? would you be the star of the show, remembered, pampered and encored? or would you be like the extra, hardworking and overlooked?