Transparent Ink

The inflated empty balloons  
 
 
They come onto the stage  
Under the limelight craze  
They know deeply that rage  
Is merely a delible glaze  
 
Once the real sun will blaze  
And the sheen leaves no trace  
Of a misty fame that daze  
Hollow space will take its place  
 
The core that has been hid  
Behind a blinding glossy shield  
Will melt down like the wax  
And let show the real facts  
 
Some mystery is only game  
Some history grant no fame  
When fake drives the sick  
Whose sanity is on the brink  
 
Do not fill your lungs with air  
Inflated balloons never scare  
But i fear, if ever up,you dare  
The fall will be risky, so beware !!!  
 
To those who give themselves more than what they do really deserve,  
but then again they complain of misunderstanding and underestimation.even got into self-doubt..with psychotic disorder....