The noise he make hides his fear,

his aching heart he covered with joy,

his smile is fake yet unnoticed.

Certainly, he is a great pretender.

But time will not endure

for weak covers are blown by pain.

Withering it down into the naked scene

with aching truth of loneliness and frustration.

His fame is indeed guaranteed.

His talentandintelligence unbound.

His wealth is considerable.

The earth hedesires whole.

But has he the love he needs?

Are warm embraces of a beloved fill his nights?

Definitely, he holds no true happiness.

Tall rocks stands on; but sweet air he can’t breathe.