My autobiography as of 31 years...actually all of my poems are a bit biographical but I decided when I was going through my reality tv addicition to write a poem

Beautiful drama queen, hypocritical klutz A wannabe anorexic with acid reflux So afraid of failing that you stopped trying Caught between a rock and a rock Freaked out to go under Paralyzed to go over A stoner cheerleader following the jock Doing what you do best…thinking But thought without action equals worry about the fraction of time you’re here Forgetting the story is not told in the first chapter The plot line unfolds in the thereafter An insomniac cliffhanger for the season Trying to reason whether to cancel the show But some stories are meant to be continued… Refreshed by a change of characters and venues Stop busying yourself with doubts and fear Humbled and ready, anxiously anticipate the premiere of “You” The next hit reality show