Hi all, I've been dealing with ongoing medical and life issues and have been away for a spell. I'm just getting back to visiting my forums and interacting more again. This is one I wrote a while back and have been tinkering with ever since. I saw a documentary on the modeling world and this came out. Thoughts and suggestions welcome.
In The Real World
Dressed to the nines in black high heels;
pantomime smile for the camera lens.
Flashes flickering big blue eyes;
backdrop brand new Mercedes Benz
Middle age mogul waiting inside;
chauffeur standing by the open door,
silently sending "hurry ups"
with eyes that spoke those words before
When she gets in her smile will flee
along with her moment of glory
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
Laying on a canopy bed
fighting back tears with quivering lips
Cupped hands hiding a shameful face;
skin dug in with her fingertips
Company agent by her side,
sprawled content with a peaceful grin,
contemplates contracts coming up;
near finalized deals to seal again
In the dawn with her dignity
he'll be gone without a pleasantry
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
She's lost her joy to be enjoyed
wishing now she was unemployed
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
© L. James Tanner
In The Real World
Dressed to the nines in black high heels;
pantomime smile for the camera lens.
Flashes flickering big blue eyes;
backdrop brand new Mercedes Benz
Middle age mogul waiting inside;
chauffeur standing by the open door,
silently sending "hurry ups"
with eyes that spoke those words before
When she gets in her smile will flee
along with her moment of glory
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
Laying on a canopy bed
fighting back tears with quivering lips
Cupped hands hiding a shameful face;
skin dug in with her fingertips
Company agent by her side,
sprawled content with a peaceful grin,
contemplates contracts coming up;
near finalized deals to seal again
In the dawn with her dignity
he'll be gone without a pleasantry
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
She's lost her joy to be enjoyed
wishing now she was unemployed
In the real world, she's not real
In the real world, she's just a dream
A fantasy; pure fiction
who's reality's never seen
in the real world.
© L. James Tanner
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