Glittering like a diamond, there she was,
A once very humble spirit,
Now looking down on everybody.
Fame left her blind,
Unable to see
Anything beyond her ego.
Champagne showers
To ease a troubled mind,
Hiding behind a fake smile.
Never-ending runaways
To drown the lingering sadness
That comes from an empty soul.
Forget about your past life,
And just try to fake it;
Fake it until you make it.
After all, they don´t care about you,
Or about your inner pain,
They only care about themselves.
Now you are a only a plastic doll,
Designed to please
Their every whim.
1 COMMENTS
chizoba
August 17, 2015 - 12:23 hmm.what a poem purpletears.you have totally discribed the inner self of those in the entertainment industry.nice one.really loved it