Is it sad identifying with television characters
Where every quality of the actor
Seems to be a reality of life?
Perhaps, the fantasy of who they are
Matches the dreams of who we wish we could be
All too perfectly.
Lost in the bleakness of Hinterland
Or in the steamy heat of Havana,
I get these guys.
Ah, enough of that
I am who I am,
They are who the writers intended them to be.