Instead Of Therapy

Chapter 5

In the make believe world where nothing is as it seems,

I have spent my life, my years of toll and dreams.

The city with its sign on high waiting for actors

And actresses to pass by.

I built a life way up in the sky

Where everything is perfect in my office in the sky.

A home away from home, where I compose

What they call prose for movies and television.

As fate would dictate

The money is great.

My treadmill life of duty

Persists in pursuit of fame and beauty.

Endless 18 hour days

Seem to fade into a haze

As I wonder through each project

Creating half crazed.

There is no time for pleasure or reruns

Only work and ratings are considered fun.

One day all of this will be over and

I will return home to roll in the clover.

But for now it is a most exciting high

And I cannot walk away and say goodbye.