To be, Just be

[billy]

apart from the odd line at the end you nailed the meter. it's hard to do one about shakespeare or to use him as a mirror. i think you got just enough of him into it to work. the play on to be or not to... seems to work and i like 'a' vapid... it can be construed as just an actor in the part.

In mother’s arms, he starts to see
the stage on which he plays.
Wide-eyed and free, begins to dream;
the crowds will come some day.

For want of part, he acts to fit,
a vapid Hamlet roams.
Green actors’ thirst, grows truculent this could be said that many ways it holds me up, should it be grow?
dull pang for greatness moans. should it be a plural pangs....moan

Transcending now, his show robust
gold words from Shakespeare’s kiss.
The crowds have come, fulfilled his lust
but head in hand he sits.

Same curtain falls, cries helplessly would some curtain work better, or the curtain... [what is same curtain]
to be, or not to be.
In mother’s arms, he starts to see
to be, to be, to just be. no need for the last [to]