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That Fame
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2001 you get to stand on the top
everyday
you can wake up
and know it
feel it
that you are on top
people admire you
look up to you
want to be you
know what it�s like
to live you
it must be amazing to know
that people cry when you do
they feel love when you do
they dream of doing what
you do
I want to be there too
in the bright lights
where people chant my name
and people faint at my feet
I want to tell them it can happen
to them too
if they only have a dream
but I guess I�ll never taste it
and I just watch you now
as you sit on top
only beautiful people
sit on top
in the bright bright lights
and people want to be you
don�t you know how great it is
when people want to be you
they love you without knowing you
talking to you
understanding you
you have friends
that you don�t have to call
but they�ll be there
you have friends
you don�t need to listen to
but they won�t care
you have friends
who have such blind faith
doesn�t it scare you
but you sit on top
and it doesn�t really matter
everyone wants to be you
do you remember what it was like
to be them
Michelle, This poem reminds me of what a friend of mine went thru. He was a lead guitarist for a very popular band and (like many others) the fame went to his head, he left the band and wound up doing nothing. Linda
Michelle, In my radio heyday I experienced "fame" on a very small and local level. It is EXACTLY as you describe in this poem FOR A VERY SHORT AMOUNT OF TIME. It doesn't take long for jealous peers to wait for a chance to knock you down a few wrungs, for wackos to start harassing you, and for some people to do whatever they can to be your friend just so they can get a piece of you, be able to brag "hey, I'm friends with so-and-so", etc. It makes you paranoid after a while, and it seems you do have to work harder and top yourself just to stay where you are. (Thus the price of fame that people talk about so much.) Not to mention your privacy disappears to a certain extent, and you find you always have to be "on" and live up to whatever image you may have (even if it's on a public bus on your own time and you feel like shit!) Sheesh, I experienced all that on a very small and local level. If you multiply that by a gazillion you get an inkling of what it must be like for real celebrities. I enjoyed this poem, Michelle. The accuracy of your words reminded me of how it felt when I was first riding that first happy little wave of local fame; those feelings are ones I haven't felt or been reminded of in quite a while. Thanks for sharing!
I like this. For stardom totally changes a persons life. I wonder what they really feel after the hype wares off.