PRIVATE

I'm private, me,

I like my space

And I'm not one

To show my face

At every show

Or posh event

And in this role

I'm quite content

You won't see me

At open nights

The very thought

Gives me stage fright

I'm happy, me,

To be alone

And tap this out

Upon my phone

And just in case,

If I become

What I dislike,

A famous one

Then I'll retreat

To my own home

And sit and write

All on my own

In fact I could

Quite well be safe

As a recluse

Without a face

Without a sight

Of me out there

I still will write

Just from nowhere

In fact I think

I should be going

I've not been here

Forget this poem.