Video Boy

Write my whole life, every page.

Paint my world, land and sky.

Script my lines, every word.

Hold my heart until I die.

I’ll be your James Dean.

I’ll be your hero.

My life became the screen.

I live through video.

Your puppet on a string, 

your perfect wind up toy.

You can have everything

I'll be your video boy.

Life becomes art

We’re all canvases from the start.

The real world is just a metaphor.

Don’t fight it anymore.

I’ll be your James dean.

I’ll be your hero.

My life became the screen.

I live through video.

Your puppet on a string, 

your perfect wind up toy.

You can have everything

I'll be your video boy.

Living in a world of imitation

Where reality is imagination.

I had my pride, now I’m just a windup toy.

I’ll read my lines and be your video boy.

I’ll be your James dean.

I’ll be your hero.

My life became the screen.

I live through video.

Your puppet on a string, 

your perfect wind up toy.

You can have everything

I'll be your video boy.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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