Waving Hands

Here we go again!

Respect was all that I have wanted
How could I ever disagree?
All the times I was rejected
Have never meant much to me

But this is now
How can this be?
I raise my voice because it sometimes
Bothers me!

Your waving hands
Mean more to me
Than fifteen minutes to be famous
Guaranteed

Your waving hands
They offer me
To leave my mark
In history

Your waving hands
An opportunity
To leave behind a life
That's almost ordinary

You think that's all that I'd hoped for
But sometimes I feel I'm a casualty
All this glitter, fame and fortune
Has never really suited me

I don't know why you're blaming me
I think this time
You've lost your sense of reality

Your waving hands
Confronting me
With a bitter side
Of all this publicity