This what I do. I love it.Entertaining.

STARDOM She wants to be a star. How does the journey start? The journey to stardom? A female with fame fetishes. Famedom is her freedom.

She wants to outshine the limelight. Her physical characteristics not just. All stars have a unique physique. She envies them. Young Rich and Famous Africans. The Hollywood Household names.

There she is her hand caressing her cheeks wildly. Thinking. Fathoming. Wondering. What by all means do I need to let the world light under my twinkle? A diamond necklace? Rubby earrings? Marilyn Monroe's gown? A torquise blue ring? The shades? Yes , and that wig with a gradient color?

She is losing it. Her mind. 24/7 day dreaming commiting to her crush. A crush who has danced the Argentine Tango. Not alone though. She believes there's a soul-tying connection. A man who has graced her screen yet never seen. I am jealous.

She still wants to walk in Gagas shoes. Though she can't sing , she can be seen. Only if Huddah's Make up set does the magic. It's a vice to think she isn't pretty. Someone get her a ticket to stardom.

Twinkle twinkle little star. That is if you still think your dream matters. But why are you dwelling in self-doubt? Many have wondered what you truly are. May be one day the world will worship the ground where you stand.