Fame

• Jack Taylor, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2020

Fame is as bright as your hopes and dreams
It smells of sweet nectar
It tastes like fairy floss, short and sweet.
The sounds of cries...cries from your past self haunting you
It feels like an arrow to the knee
It looks like everything you had, slowly fades away to nothingness
Fame changes you, don't forget where you came from.