It's time to round up everything I've done to date
A sorry tale of caution for the viewer to anticipate
A silent turmoil stitched into biography
A flawed Aubusson tapestry
That no-one ever reads or sees
Did you ever get the feeling something's gone awry
And you couldn't deny...
You broke the first world record you found
But the first world record you found wasn't something to be proud of
Stood by the curtain waiting for a cameo
In a dress rehearsal of someone else's show
When you should have just said 'no'
If I'm asked again will I fall away?
Or answer straight away?
And you could add a few choice words to mine
A chequered past pretending to be life
And I've figured out how I can demonstrate
An intellectual guide to finding space
Among the commonplace
I've found relief in meritocracy
Just when in looks down on me
It's how I'm saving face
