Fame Fades

Fame fades like flowers Fame makes all things glitters Fame attracts parasites to you Who will want to milk and use you. Fame doesn't make you more attractive It only describes you like an adjective Fame makes you feel like a super being And makes you lose your being. Fame can make you feel lonely and dark Like an abandoned Manson aback Fame turns you into a façade Which is unrealistic and unfair. Fame wants you to be perfect But your purpose do you project? Fame makes you lose your right to being private It automatically turns you into everyone's date. Fame gives you what is temporary And makes people see you as extraordinary. Don't be too carried away Fame fades.