Feb 22
poem 0 comments challenge: Fame

fame was just another bitter game

fame. 
it looked pretty when i saw it from the tv
who knew that i would be chasing the old me
it looked like it could be fun
it seems like all they do is laugh and run
but who would tell me it was fake
it’s crazy how just a minute ago i was waiting for my brake 
now all i do is sit and cry
all that i saw was just a lie
i want to go back
back to the past cause the present is in lack