CLAIM TO FAME

When you cant TAME the heart that wants to CLAIM the FAME you realise that would give NAME to the life you AIM to PROCLAIM

Your mastered art will enable you to live a life where your rightful wish is not to be another PLAIN being.

Leaving a mark on the very world you will one day live behind, you become a living legend

Somewhat a symbol of accomplishment and success

A makeshift Clark Kent aspiring to be the Man of Steel himself making an impact in the lives of those who look up to them.

Now we in the 21st century, fame a GAME played by millions, wanting it for the power money and glory that accompanies.

When being who you are isn’t enough, but we must nowcamouflage our true selves in this fake appearance

One that is accepted and wildly jeered by its adoring fans

The same adoring fans who conveniently “forgot” to show their allegiance when your name was nothing but a group of letters tied together to form an unidentified name 

‘Allegiance’, ‘Loyalty’ these are nothing but boomerangs

Just propelled from one end to another, used as a children figurine

You stare at yourself; a figure glaring straight back wields a familiar aura

Alas this aura is modified, changed to fit the world’s expectations

You are unable to recognise yourself…a mere reflection of ones’ former glory

 Feelings of desperation and loneliness creep in

You want out!

OUT ... OUT … OUT … is your only desire

But your own claim to fame soon plots your demise

Its over… OVER…OVER…

You are trapped, trapped in this world-absorbed fame

Nothing genuine, nothing real

In a blink of an eye it collapses

All the Jenga pieces comes tumbling down

Your empire…Your sanctuary…all gone…

C’EST FINI