Battling through my teens
Rebellious, angry, mistaken
No "told you so" would wash with me

Pushing opportunities aside
Out for the fun
A meal ticket, a place to flee

The thrill of the performance
Be it only amateur
Lit up my soul, put stars in my eyes

A pang of emptiness
The panto had ended
Back to the pub-crawl & out with the guys

Lunch break detention
The steps of Trewlawny house
My platform for inspiration & dreaming

Spotlights and curtain call
As I shimmied down the steps
Applause from the crowd whilst screaming

Back to reality
The sound of the bell
The system I defied as often as I could

My dreams in tatters
A mundane life
Instead of living it up in Hollywood