the third act

when the curtain
rises and the first actor
speaks, you sit back
and listen.
the music is eerily
reminiscent
to what you listened
to this morning.
a woman comes
onto the stage
and says things
that you've heard
before, details
about your life.
mistakes were made,
loves were lost.
things that only one
person could know.
before the act
is over you realize
that this is story
of your life.
and as the third
and final curtain
rises, you get
up to leave.
you'd rather not
know how it ends.