Luckily, I'm Nobody

Would you like to be famous? I don't think
I would. Your life would be mannered.
You'd find you're an actress who's always
Required to portray herself, not as she is,
But as she once was when, for whatever
Reason, the crowds learned her name.
You'd be Doctor No-Nonsense or Unworthy
Ingenue, Child Star, Astronaut, Egg-Headed
Author, and, no matter how many facets
You have, or how much the passage of time
Made you change, you'd be hemmed in by those
Who adore “the real you.” Maybe you think
That's worthwhile work for the money,
And maybe I'm jealous or making excuses,
But fame sounds unpleasant to me.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Read 30 times
Written on 2020-10-20 at 22:46

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text