This poem is for my friend who is always there for me. Even though she is a star and I am not.
Do I want to be a big star?
Do I want to make big bucks
and be driven in a limousine car.
Well I wouldn’t say no to those sorts of things.
Pearl necklace strands and
sparkly diamond rings.
Living in the lap of luxury would not
keep me happy for long.
Audiences may fill venues
and listen to my song
but I don’t think that would
make me happy for always.
I can live without compliments.
I can live without praise.
I sing to go to another place.
Somewhere where I am me with a smile on my face.
If I could explain to someone else
so they would understand,
I think I would have achieved
success before I leave this lonely land.