I need attention,
I need recognition
Are the craving
Of my heart.
I pretend that
I don't want
to be in limelight.
In my conscience,
in my each work
that I put effort,
I aspire to taste success.
Is it an avarice,
is it an exercise
of a wrong thing?
Mind wants madness
doesn't want me
to be a dilettante,
wants me to be
a passionate performer
to be a real
a connoisseur.
Yes, I need attention,
I need recognition,
I want to be an oenophile
to taste the liquors
of top successes.