When I became famous ...

It's to late, so it sounds more like a joke. There is always a price to pay ... I was getting warnings: a book about drunken and drugged Edith Piaf selling her voice on the streets of Paris. Her voice still sounds and they make films about her life. When I became famous ... I'll have to give up a family life and a privacy is hard to find. Being nobody I have friends I can trust - we are alike. Being famous: how do you know, who is your friend and who wants to be touched by celebrity? What is price to pay? It's to late anyway. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, December 2012 POW! assignment