A misguided,
unfortunate soul.
Society's child,
Product sold.
Reaching a goal,
Searching for home.
Stuck in the norm,
Dehydrated dome.
The Ladder of life,
He should have thought twice.
Life ain't a game,
Quit rolling the dice.
Be who you are,
Not what they want.
Why reach for a star,
When that's what you are.
Where there is light,
There will also be a shadow.
An inseparable pair,
But one can hold ammo.
Quick to sell your name,
Breathing for fame,
Flying to close to the flame.
Icarus burnt,
End of game.
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