Has Been or Never Was?

You were my icon
But you were built on sand
Your talent a mere mirage
A cynical packaging
Of someone else’s words
Of someone else’s song
In pursuit of celebrity

You disguised the hypocrite inside
Despising those who
Gave you fame and fortune
Let complacency
The fool’s friend
Lead to unguarded moments
And candid comments

You bit the hand that feeds
And in turn you were bitten
A career condemned to shadow
To wander in the wilderness
As a distant memory and become
A bargain basement
Cardboard cut-out
On a green screen