Fan Clubbed

 

 

 

She don't want friends
She wants fans
And fanfares that know no end
From divine wandering heavenly bands
of angels on gilded whispering wing
Who flutter above her holiness
Tethered to the twisted truth she sings
She collects souls to quell her loneliness

Never listening to one damn thing
Others share, it's all about her
You, she's locked in the caged ring
Soon you will undoubtedly concur

You, the only fan of a falling star
No longer able to carry her own picture
From your self, so very far
She is your soul's constrictor

Careful who you idolize
There is a deep daunting danger
In the spin of her color wheel eyes
She is a matter re-arranger
She seems to have you hypnotized
To yourself you shall become a stranger

Rearranging what matters to you
She steals the life you know
You...standing alone, aptly cast as the fool
She...moved on, collecting another soul

She will win the golden statue again
You, supporting actor, have lost
You gave into your deepest sin
She took you for free, you paid the cost