"But you're an author," you all say

"Teach me what to do," you pray

"I wish I could," is my reply

"But I myself still wonder why

I have this gift of writing words

And smearing lead in little blurbs"

"But you're an actress," you all say

"Teach me what to do," you pray

"I wish I could," is my reply

"But I myself still wonder why

I have this gift of making faces

and shouting lines in given places"

"But you're a singer," you all say

"Teach me what to do," you pray

"I wish I could," is my reply

"But I myself still wonder why

I have this gift of screeching sounds

and jumping notes in leaps and bounds"

So, you see

It's quite easy

To do the things I do

Just open your mouth,

Your heart, your mind,

and the truth will come out

in its own time