Behind the cameras,

the broken records,

melacoly videos,

lies a shy person trying to hide from it all.

Behind the little makeup,

forced dresses,

wanted suits of old,

they sleep,

waiting for their time to behold.

Behind the flashes,

fake personas

and lies,

this person waits to shine,

Behind every rumor and filters,

lives the truth,

of a self righeous loser,

waiting for the time,

to come out and shine.