#1
crit4crit

We telegraph our feelings
On the lines of dollar bills
We handle all our dealings
On black and white movie stills

And between the shades of gray
That color every life
There seeps a hint of red
To set the contrast right

Call them tragedies
But we call them sitcoms
And easy money

You're all just actors
Looking for the director

Speaking in morris code
Of television preachers
Signaling the killing blows
Through television speakers

Don't shoot the messenger
Let me shoot myself
I'm a firm believer
That I need to help myself

Call me desensitized
But you stay tuned
To my great advice

You're all just actors
Looking for the director
#2
I'm not sure I'm interpreting this the right way, but this is what I made of it.

People are being brainwashed by sitcoms, soap operas, whatever. You say that we're just actors looking for the director (the mindless youth, middle aged women look to something to guide them, like the almost cult following of the Sopranos). You say "don't shoot the messenger, let me shoot myself" as in you realize the brainwashing/cult metality and you won't allow yourself to be taken by the mindless programs on tv. If so, then this is written very well and I like it a lot. If not, then I still like it a lot, I just can't interpret things for ****

"And between the shades of gray
That color every life
There seeps a hint of red
To set the contrast right"

^ Best lines of the piece
-"Son, hurry up, it's almost time to go!"

-"Okay daddy, almost ready."

-"Got your pads son?"

-"Yes dad."

-"Have your helmet?"

-"Yes dad, I do."

-"Good, your bus should be here any minute now..."