Pensive 2

Done some scenes are known to you,
how everybody already played or lived even?
The scenes which I write to you bit by bit on the body - in thoughts and in really even -
if you do not want to play at all,
I do not let them approach you.
It is too much feeling in them,
The feeling which no actor can play.
If you tried it, with the play would become to break like glass.
I could not endure seeing suffering you so,
since what I saw from you, was it real or not?
Tears? Do twitch only in the face?
How much genuineness may one require, is one allowed to do it generally?
A man will always remain a man, even if he lies on the ground
- oh: nevertheless, you have also already done this.
I do not want to get to know, what you felt`, as you closed your soul..