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Mark Esté
Ingram, Texas

Mark A. Esté was born Sept 17, 1984 in Clarksville, Tennessee.  After living in Tennessee for 5 years, Mark moved to Hunt Texas with his family.  Growing up in the Hill Country, Mark gained a unique knowledge of the world.  His strong passion for music has inspired him look outside the box and go further in life.  Throughout high school, he was involved in many organizations such as Interact,  PALS,  and Speech and Debate.  During this, Mark decided that for his future goal he would go into broadcasting to hopefully reach a broad media and help make a difference.  He will be attending the University of Texas in the fall of 2003, and majoring in Communications-Radio/Television/Film.

I know Mark as a talented actor and writer from Ingram Tom Moore High School. It is especially fortuitous that we receive this work from him to help initiate our inclusion in the WordsWork Program and our association with Mark's Ingram Tom Moore High School.
-- tony gallucci, 14 March 2003



Regret


It's like one step forward, ten steps back
We just can't get ahead together like that
This never ending dance that we seem to do
This always missed chance that I have with you

You'll never know the pain I feel inside
I'll never show the pain, so real, i hide
Because there was a lack of words,no social violence
Do you recall that eternal July of silence?

When we broke the ice and the deed was done
When my loneliness went from two to one
You're the one that went and said it
Now You're the one that's gonna regret it

But I'll get by like i always do
I always fake a smile when it comes to you
Because you're my passion, you're my pain?
No, You're my weakness, You're my shame