Behind the Spotlight

Behind the mask of glimmer,

Fragile and shame pale icon .

Scarlet tint shaping your lips.

Living punching bags full of slaps of reality,

Fainting echoes trying to whisper the loudest scream .

Spotlights in stage, flashes of camera rupturing fame and popularity.

Drying tears converting into clean sheets.

Embracing confidence digging holes of fright.

Literally, not a blood of royalty,

Only a blood of hard work and effort.

Coins in a rusting can dissolve tons of gold.

Talk to your reflection in the mirror and say, "I can!"