You wanted to be famous no matter what it took,
or you married someone famous,
and didn't understand how difficult life would be,
if that was the path that you took.
You looked up to people who inspired you,
you went to every event willingly,
or you were dragged to every event,
to be supportive of the one that you loved,
no matter what it took.
You promoted yourself anyway that you could.
You promoted yourself by your talents,
and with your looks.
You made your own way in life,
with your own talents.
You had a little success,
and persevered no matter what it took,
and you succeeded and bit by bit,
people began to notice you for you, and for your talent,
and you continued to promote yourself,
and you persevered and continued to succeed,
and glowing comments were made,
and then people began to hover around you,
like vultures and saw from you a profit could be made,
and then they began to invade your personal life,
and your family’s personal life,
and you were never the same again,
and photographs were taken constantly,
and your personal space was invaded every day,
and stories about you were sold countless times,
and the stress it began to mount and mount.
And then, in the street and on the radio,
and on the television and in the newspapers,
and in the magazines,
and in books and on the chat shows,
and online people talked about you,
and discussed you and wrote about you,
and then the negative comments came,
and at first you tried to pay them no mind,
but they came again and again
again, and again,
and as they piled upon you oh how life changed,
and how quickly you began to deteriorate,
how quickly you began to lose weight,
and you began to self-harm,
and you began to drink far too much,
and you began to use drugs far too often,
and your relationships suffered,
and your family life suffered yet you continued working,
trying to balance life and personality,
and home life and home life reality,
but whenever you left your house,
you could never get any peace,
because your celebrity never switched off in the public eye,
it never switched off in the public eye,
to everyone except you,
because you were just you,
and you tried your best to continue,
but your work suffered,
and your relationships suffered,
and your family life,
and more negative comments were made about your work and you,
and people judged your relationships,
and romances and discussed your intimacies,
and your sexuality in the street,
on the radio stations,
on the television stations and in the newspapers,
and in the magazines and across the nation and the world, there was nowhere to hide from your celebrity,
nowhere to hide except in your own house,
and even then, there were the photographers outside,
photographers and journalists trying to pry into your life,
some even invading your property,
to get the scoop of their lives,
and the pressure continued to mount and mount,
and there were the continual break downs,
the self-harm,
the drug use,
the alcoholism,
the nervous breakdowns and countless rehabilitations,
the hounding,
the hounding,
the hounding,
and the suicide, caused by those whose entertainment,
came above your suffering and your pain,
now, who is to blame,
the radio stations,
the television stations,
the newspapers,
the online websites,
the public,
will it ever change,
probably only through new regulation or it will always continue the same,
and the society who live vicariously through you,
will continue living vicariously through no matter your pain,
and society will continue no matter what to voraciously gobble up every little story so happily,
despite your suffering and your pain,
and you despite your complaining,
and despite you trying to protect your privacy in the courts,
and life under such duress it drives so many to suicide,
and it has happened again and again,
and even after death your privacy invasion will never end,
because on the radio stations,
and the television stations,
the newspapers and the magazines
and the writers will continue to discuss your life,
and will continue to profit from you,
but after your death for your family,
there will never be peace,
and for you even in death,
there will never be peace again.