I want to be famous

I want to be famous

I want the world to know

It sure will make me happy

Plumb the depths of a new low.

I want to be remembered

Like some heavenly god

I want people to read about me

To believe they give a sod.

The doctor told me to search

For a meaning or happy thing

But I can barely scratch the surface

For fear of the cavernous hole within

But if you know it

and you feel it

Then maybe it might be true

And if you don’t,

And you won’t

Still think of me anew

Still promise me a whisper

Of no death or no disaster

Your sweet song singing softly and gently in my ear.

The world might spin together

And the time go on forever

In your mind I will be famous, that’s all I ever long to hear.