[ Photo Source: They had it all Opportunities and fame But it faded like a polluted air.
From sparkling childhood To the making of stars. They uprooted all degrees of fear But emptiness held them down.
In the mirror, they saw ghosts of themselves But perfection we saw. Isolated with pains of riches They found hope in substance.
We watch them flew and soar But our taste for more, Dragged them to dust. Now needles and alcohols propel them To a life of loneliness and mistrust.
We compare them to gods Tattoo them on our wrists Worship them as idols And now we watch them melt.
Ambitions have derailed their souls talents drifted away. Like flash, they are forgotten And their fame blew to the wind.
Now their tears drop like rain Opportunities lost and erased While they battled to stay sober, In rehab.