Director's Bluff

The demands banging at his door
The audience always wanting more
The producers trying to break his back
The deadlines hanging around his neck

The world thinking he's a star
But all his words come from a nasty scar
The actors pretending they know what's best
The bosses prescribing every test

The silence screaming in his mind
The pages waiting to be signed
Thinking to himself I've done this before
But he’s forgotten completely what for

He starts the tinker with the lines
He braces himself for his own demise
Having every critic stare at his screen
Having every man question his theme

Hoping to please every row
Hoping that he can take the final blow
Hoping to fight of all the bad press
Oh God, how the hell did he get into this mess?