Fame is more of a decent rather than ascension, it’s a baptism in attention , a coronation that feels like a curse, the spotlight burns instead of blessing , you lose a lot.
It will crown you whilst killing you. I know this is bad. But does it feel good. Let me show you how I feel.
Attention becomes intoxicating, a drug that makes emptiness feel important. Here, Admiration becomes surveillance and the validation turns predatory , You reader, and I , accepts it anyway.