i wrote this the other day and yea!
Iím finally the person I always wanted to be; the rockstar that everybody looks up to. My picture is on the bedroom walls of teenagers and I am an idol. I donít need to buy clothes anymore; they are given to me by designers because my name is bigger than theirs. I have thousands of friends on myspace and my words are quite powerful. People wear what I wear, cut their hair like mine; thousands of mini-meís running around the world.
This is all Iíve always wanted, so why am I still unhappy. Donít get me wrong I am grateful for what I haveÖ Iím just not happy.
I have people loving me all over the world; I have an endless amount of moneyÖ Iím living the life Iíve always dreamt aboutÖ its just not workin for me.