with fame, along came much more
the glitter of pennies, a thousand followers
a house so big, tough to discover its boundaries
fancy outings, finest wine in those barrels
sexy feminine long dresses with flairs
such heavenly bags and shoes with all heels
this life i thought was worth living
didn’t i crave for it all the time
yet another dark reality that was realized
with fame, came such deep pain
it brought loneliness along with the crowd
it was killing sometimes, the applause
the glorious glory, was it worth my character?
only when i have it now, i am desperate
to be a common girl whom no one recognizes
a girl sipping her coffee in the coffee shop and no one stares
guess now i need a time machine
someone help me, i wanna travel back in time
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Sad, but probably true for many of those who are famous. Especially if they don’t have good support of family and friends and the Lord in their lives. Nice poem, but heartbreaking.
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the dark reality behind the glorious fame
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Good piece! I think many in this world feel this way.
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Reblogged this on mySestina.
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Well written. So unfortunate for so many in her shoes.
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Absolutely…
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