041511H i want to be there
people are running, chasing
man giving away free prizes
i saw one stumble; pushing
ruthless when it comes to
television exposure; it's true
fame is cruel claws on you
excited a word i could put
blushing, shaking to a cry
screams to hands up to sky
will wear out so soon i know
even people reminds you
left your make-up, did you
poem by Manonton Dalan
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