Sometimes he sits back and wonders if he's a born star? his intelligence mixed with creativity may take him very far...as He makes poems about his past, write songs about his scars…take a step into his footnotes and sit behind his painful bars.
Now He's afraid to speak to a woman who's simply a mirage
Who's beauty He created through his artistic collage,
Vogue was her blue eyes, Victoria Secret her hips and thighs, cover girl was her lips and atlas was was her mind..
Being a star, the perfect woman isn't to hard to find...but He wants no dime...just a beautiful woman He can call mine
With the uniqueness of the earth and the vocals of the sky!

"But I lie...because I'm no star and this is no woman of mine"

The phase of figmentation is the value of ones Imagination to create false pleasure in order to fulfill ones sensations of a woman who isn't real but helps formulate ones motivation
Of false hope and fictional love to make him less abrasive

He still could be a star even with these thoughts
Cause he stands for originality, and refuses to be bought
He thinks outside the box while he writes in his pad with a pen...
Because he writes down his first thoughts and erasing he doesn't commend.
Would show it all off but his friends just wouldn't understand
That he wants to be a star and wants them as his biggest fans

He wants to spread hope, he wants change a life, he wants the exposure so he could guide the lost through a guided light, he wants to open doors for the ones scared of the night, he wants the men to be gentlemen, all the women to be treated right.

Was he born to be a star? Very few people know,
But his values plus his motives seem to all think so
We watch as he grows..
He continues to find his stride
He believes he can be a star, he also believes everybody has a star...deep down inside.
(Snaps)

-Dougie Simps