It was raining eyes
As I stand at the center of shame
Full of judgments and sighs
What I hear as I seek fame
A showdown of pride
But what I have is insecurity
As I go lower, they go up high
Holding my works of simplicity
Bells of laughter chimed
As the river of tears flow on my shoulder
Didn't notice the time
Now I'm broke and down in slander
Was it worth your laugh?
Was it worth your time?
Was I even worth existing before your very own eyes?
Now say, did I made a great show?