What can I be?

Shall I be another person,

Wasted talent on a fast-food job,

Living paycheck to paycheck,

No smiles, only dread,

Another lifeless body roaming the streets.

Or shall I be one with their names written in lights,

Articles titled their name,

Millions of fans,

Paparazzi following them everywhere,

An inspiration, making everyone proud?

4 AM

Music blaring
Eyes baggy

Tears sparking

Hair messy

Mind running

What can I be?