I really wanna be famous
Don't really mind what for
Wanna be a YouTube hero
Gonna take the web by storm
I really wanna be like them
Sexy, idle, rich
Wanna have my own TV show
Kim K's gonna be my bitch
I'll sell my book of selfies
Drink champagne by my pool
Go shopping on Rodeo Drive
Have the world at my beck and call
I don't know how I'll get there
Don't have talent, got no cash
Have to fake it till I make it
Cos I know I'm gonna be a smash
I really wanna be famous
Not really sure what for
But normal life ain't good enough
And I'm tired of being poor
Barry Alexander
Doha 2015
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Coalescence
PoezieI am attempting to branch out and free myself from the constraints imposed by the label 'war poet'. I once wrote a poem (sadly lost) which voiced my frustration at my apparent inability to write about anything other than combat and its aftermath. ...
