Your dream has come true. Gone are your feelings of despair and dejection. You're now in the public eye and loving every bit of the new life, the new class, the hype, the stalkers and admirers. You even do stuff to draw attention to yourself, and because you love to hear the sound of your own voice. Only a few people tell you the truth because you're well heeled. You're made to believe you're invincible.
You ditch your old friends because you think they're raw, but that's mostly because they've chosen to keep it 100. You burned all your bridges and allowed toadies to build thicket fences around you. Your ego got so inflated that you couldn't notice how such walls are giving them access to live on your efforts without giving anything back. In fact, those walls aren't only making it impossible to be reached, but also difficult to go back to where you came from; where it all started.
Your definition of having fun got twisted to mean engaging in futile activities while serious issues around you are getting worse, or acting without regard for anything, not even the well-being of others around you. BUT does it really make any sense? What if everything grinds to a halt?
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