Fans


Who are these people?

Why do they love so blindly?

Perhaps they miss it in their own lives

They elevate me

and keep their distance out of some bizarre respect

trying to avoid the fan clichés

When I give advice to them

They often take it very seriously

With so many people loving me

I must know something.

Right?

On rare occasions

I don't like my fans

they're weird

They have strange lives that I don't understand

I feel better

when I know I make them feel better

It's probably for the best

that we keep some distance

Otherwise

I might be tempted

to ask them for advice

and lose them

as a fan



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