Mon, 09/30/2013 - 14:38 -- Jay_M


I would burn in center stage's spotlight

I would drown in a flood of applause

I do not sparkle or shine bright

Hubris is not one of my flaws


My place is back inthe shadows

My audience will not know my name

I'm the mirage that follows

The people who learn to seek fame


I am the help, not the hero

I am the fan with no face

My name is closer to zero

Then any great ranking or place


But I am content in the twilight

I do not need public praise

I have a place for my life's fight

And I am content in my days



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