She came to the tinsel town
With stars stitched in her eyes,
A bag full of borrowed skies
Assured promises to her for flying high
Billboards whispered, “Shine, be bold,”
While dreams were bartered,
Body to soul, all bought and sold.
Each flash of light, each curated pose
Was an applause wrapped in silent throes
She believed the mirror loved her more
Than the craft, she left at the studio door
Precious years unspooled in neon rain,
Casting calls and personal pain
It was too late when realization came
Her worth mere an extra and body double.
Now in shadows of silver screens
She stands disillusioned where,
Once she chased her dreams
Learned it alright but when it’s late…
The body is a mere shadow
While talent and skill is inner light –
Learning worth is self-owned, not shown!
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