I've gone through hell and bled sold my soul for fame And I know it sounds sad Could this be a dream? I didn't know it was like this, why didn't anyone tell me? I'm deep into the abyss and they won't let me free just a puppet to them, don't you see? I do this and that behind the scenes but please don't ask me what I know; as you don't want to know what I've seen.
Created by me on October 23rd, 2019 Another poem about Hollywood..