Poetry

Fame

Where the brightest days make for the loneliest nights

The will to be happy, using all of your might

You’ve seen all of the sights, and given up the fights

Much to your delight, you’re caught in the limelight

 

Hidden within plain sight, you will never be

Always pleasant is what the public must see

When rest is thought of you jump up in glee

Smiling despite being lost out at sea

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