Life on Singing.

Pen in his hand,
Stress on his mind,
Guitar in his lap,
Pressure on his art.

In the end,
Performing
Isn't all it's
Said to be.

Sex:
It's meaningless now.
Groupies:
He's just another obsession.
Fame:
Sugar coated nothingness.
Glamor:
Make-up and plastic.

Life isn't
Just a joke
But may as well
Learn to
Laugh
If all it does
It stab you in the back
Again
And again