Are you a Trophy?
Are you a trophy?
Are you the guy everyone wants to say they know?
Are you the one who stands out at a show?
Do your parents constantly hear, ‘My what a handsome son
Don’t you want to find him a suitable one?’
Are you invited to parties by perfect strangers?
Have you noticed yourself being showered with affection, adulation by people of all ranges?
Do people consider you a catch? Are you paired with many, constantly matched?
Are you the guy who has the brains, the family, the money, the cars
Do you find yourself surrounded by hangers on at bars?
Are you wondering who your friends are, have you many
Have you any?
For when you strip away all that makes you what they say
Will you have the same affection, the same attention
Will anyone give a damn, when you are no longer ‘the man’
Are you a regular guy trying to build his own life, create his own story
Or are you the marked one, the hunted, the all encompassing trophy?