Shifting Gears

I did what I hated doing, to get where I wanted to go
I learned to thrive off people's praise
of my biceps, hair and [un]'natural' glow

I sucked it up like a harem princess
danced to the Media's tune
I surfed the waves in shark-filled waters
believing there'd be a boon

But you can all stuff your protein drinks
cause now my life's too hard
I hunger and thirst and am utterly desperate
for a blanket and some carbs

It's winter, it's cold, and I'm hanging on a thread
All the so called friends I shouted
social climbing high tea and brunch
couldn't care if I was dead

So many empty promises;
the carrot has fallen from the stick
and bejeebers is it rotten
I'd get better in the clink

So now with nothing else to lose
I've no more dignity to pretend
I think I'll do a petty crime
Perhaps in there I'll find a friend