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
Copyright © Rita Oyewale | Year Posted 2018