Hype

the depth within your heart 
is removed and replaced 
with a shallow form or art 
that no longer relates
to the reasons why you chose 
to try to create in the first place,
you can’t wipe the slate clean 
once you’ve sold yourself to the dream,
your mind is no longer your own,
you’ll be squeezed 
and squished like plasticine,
poked and prodded 
then placed in a box,
it’s one hell of a ride 
until the hype wears off
and the sales start to drop