I . . .

I don't feel fine
I just want to shine
I want to be liked
and be recognized

I want something to call mine
yeah you could be mine
I want to rise
and I've got no vice

I want this poem to rhyme
and be a hymn
I want you to be on my side
when I cannot hide

I want some fame
and not put to shame
you're not the one to blame
wish I could do the same

now that you came
everything's a game
is it all just luck?
or am I just a crack?