The fame is not for me - I'm too fragile,
Those with a thicker skin, let them enjoy.
I crumble, I collapse... there's no denial,
Need to protect my world or they'll destroy
All that took years to create and nurture
Or I will never have a day of peace,
A private person in the public eye is tortured,
The walls you'll see in fact serve my release.
The fame is not for me...
© Copyright: Элиза Микаилова, 2011
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