Hollywood Dream

“Dream big kid!” that’s what they used to tell me,

Now I’m dreaming for every one of you to see,

To be a star, brighter than the one on the sky,

And be remembered, even after I die.

I will be a famous movie star,

You’ll see me in cinemas, driving a fast car,

Like Vin Diesel and Paul Walker,

Then I’ll go like Statham and shoot with a revolver.

I will do drama and I will do comedy,

Make you cry like I’m Hachiko and laugh like I’m Jim Carrey,

Horror and suspense, I’ll be Jason or I’ll be Freddy,

Or maybe Leatherface, Chucky, or Lipstick-face from Insidious movie.

How about sci-fi? Star Wars and Star Trek,

I could be a Jedi, a Vulcan, or even Piccolo from Namek,

Get acting tips from Patrick Stewart and Harrison Ford,

These are legends; How do I swing a lightsaber sword?

Then Marvel would have to sign me,

Sorry DC, I’ll be the next Spidey,

I’m an Avenger; Stan Lee approves,

Now I would see Scarlett show her… moves.

Who will be my leading lady if I star in a romance?

Chloe Moretz? Dakota Fanning? How about that girl that can dance?

Or maybe Emma, either Watson or Stone,

We’re the next Mr. and Mrs. Smith, just put my manager on the phone.

Of course, I will be starring in a Tim Burton movie,

I will go dark, eccentric and maybe a bit scary,

Fulfill my wish to act beside Johnny Depp, my idol,

And I’ll expect to see our posters posted on your wall.

Turn on your television and wait until you see me,

The new “The Walking Dead” character and a guest on “The Big Bang Theory”,

Now the commercial comes on and look who’s the endorser for your cologne,

Yup, it’s me; now everything I show you, you just got to own.

Then I have to have some physical activity,

Grab my Nike and I’ll be ballin’ with Kobe,

Call Lebron and I will dunk on The King,

Shoot 3’s with Curry, maybe I should get a championship ring.

How about be the next rockstar? That sounds great,

Tour around the world, playing music, yup, that’s my fate,

Rocking on my bass, making the crowd scream and shout,

Chant my name; that is what dreams are all about.

Going to write these lyrics; going to record a new song,

From L.A. to Tokyo, this tour would be fun and long,

I have a new music video; watch it on MTV,

Or wait for it on YouTube; I’ll release it on June twenty-three.

Time to collaborate and rock with FOB,

Blink-182, Paramore, Gaga, even Katy Perry,

Duet with Taylor Swift and co-write with Sia,

Rapping tomorrow with Slim Shady; now I’m the prince of all media.

You will wait to see me in every party,

Always invited; this kid is better than JB,

Don’t worry I’ll get down with you on the floor,

Grab some booze; I’ll make ya’ll want some more.

Suit up; I’ll be walking on the red carpet,

I wonder how many awards I would get,

The Oscars, Grammys, The Tonys, even the Kids’ Choice,

I’ll gather them all; my name would be heard on the people’s voice.

Time to go home to my Beverly Hills mansion,

Watch it on Crib and they’ll say it cost some million,

Check out my Porsche, Ferrari, and Lamborghini,

I even have a Camaro that looks like Bumblebee.

Tomorrow, I am busy; I will be a guest on Ellen,

Then the next day, I’ll be on the Late Night Show with Conan O’Brien,

Then Jimmy Fallon; I’ll tell them my story,

The story of the kid before all the fame and money.

Time to relax; maybe go out on a date,

I have AnnaSophia Robb’s number; I promise I wouldn’t be late,

Dinner, movie, or we could just drive around the city,

Oh! I almost forgot, we have to avoid the paparazzi.

Now, I can’t walk five minutes without someone taking my picture,

And that last photo taken would be on TMZ, I’m pretty sure,

To my fans, thanks for the support; I appreciate it,

This is the life I want to get used with.

Now, let’s go back to the reality,

Open your eyes on the count of three,

One, two, three, poof! Now the dream is over,

Because we know that nothing last forever.

Written by: Seb Calaguas