It is a strange thing fame
Burns souls with its flames
It tastes better than money
You feel ok being a bunny
Posing naked for the camera
Lust is fashion in this era
Happiness is estranged
Minds are too engaged
Kindness is forgotten
People have become rotten
Judgment is a common theme
Are they not allowed to dream?
Respect how people choose
Don’t let your ego run loose
Whoever that you are
Within, you are a star
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