Be the same

Will I ever be the same

If I find fortune and fame

I can’t even say

Things will go that way

Sometimes I think about

If I had more clout

But I doubt that will ever be

Because that just isn’t me

I never cared for the limelight

I’d rather stay out of sight

My life’s a joke

Maybe that’s why I smoke

I’d like to rearrange

Maybe even make a change

My hardships into fuel

My anger into a tool

Will that be enough

To get my life up to snuff?

Or was it all a lie

Just to get me to try?