Bewildered and indulged
The very select few
Having everything, but want of more
Which is sad, but true.
Enjoying the trappings of celebrity
Celebrated and loathed by the masses
Never humble or approachable
Thinking anything goes or passes.
Do they have a true self?
Or do they believe what they hear?
Instead of loosing themselves,
Finding themselves is what they fear.
Is it too much at too young,
Or the lack of the word "no"
Either way our dearly hated debutant
Eventually will suffer a blow.