I wish I was famous,
Instead of being shameless.

I wish I was a star,
With an awesome car.

I wish I could fly,
So I can touch the sky.

I wish to be,
Something greater than me.

But I don’t have fame,
Not even a little flame.

I’m no cosmic matter,
Unless it meant fatter?

I can’t fly,
I’m barely even five-five.

So I wish to be,
More of a real me.

—Thomas James Written on June 1, 2010