I do not understand
What it feels like to be a star
I've never been one myself
And will never be for real
They told me don't
Whether realizing it or not
That is what they conveyed to me
That is their message
Like a song I once heard
A world full of lies
Just waiting to be added more and more
To this world where nobody cares
Lies are exquisite
People live in dreams
To this little traveler
Lies are but absolute evil
That world where everything's so beautiful
When behind it lie tears and blood
People know, yet people cherish
Is it imbecility? I don't think so
People are just tired
Too tired of reality
I've seen and known people who tried to escape
Away from reality because it hurts
But it won't do no good
Alas I only managed to assure myself
Again I watch as idols dance on stage
With their make-up smeared smiles
And gears that make them sweat heavily inside
All the way just for the audience
It's true affection they say
I've seen, I've felt
The feelings of idols, though I'm not part of them
Because I'm THE traveler
I don't need a mind reading prox
Or a prox with visions
What's in front of me tells me
The things they're hiding
They told me of their terrible lives
Of the things they had to endure
They complained of being unable to be
Who they naturally tend to be
Of the life-long acting on their shoulders
Of the fake smiles and broken hearts
They told me through their twinkling eyes
That there is more than is shown
Behind the scene of 'behind the scene'
There is nothing but shattered souls
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