Hope Is Reality

Though hardly anybody saw me act
The ones who did kept trying to expand
My budding stage career, to lend a hand,
Propel me to where fantasy is fact,
Hope is reality, honours are stacked
Like pyramid stones, to the very sky.
I was the gleam in my producer's eye,
Fulfilment of the dream, until it cracked.

I gained command of thespian technique,
Such knowledge, so encyclopedian,
I was the world's greatest tragedian,
But now what's left? Just one remaining peak,
The only satisfaction I still seek:
To end my days as a comedian.