She walks like cameras follow Like streets remember her name Every room bends just a little When she laughs, when she plays the game Billboards smile back at her shadow Every light knows when she came She signs autographs with her eyes Turns silence into gold They swear they saw her yesterday On a stage, on a screen, getting old She’s a headline waiting to happen A story already told She’s famous in my head Everywhere, every night They swear she’s real, they swear she’s there Dressed in flashes, dressed in light She’s famous in my head More alive than anyone else Funny how the world believes in her When I made her by myself She dances through late conversations Sits beside me, drinks my doubt Knows exactly what to say When the noise gets too loud She’s the answer to every question No one ever asks out loud They say she’s dating someone famous They say she’s hard to reach They say she’s never really happy But she smiles when they speak I hear it all from strangers Like gossip preaching what I teach If imagination needs witnesses Then why does she feel so real If a dream learns how to breathe Who decides what you can feel She fades when morning happens When reality clears its throat She leaves no trace, no makeup stain No proof, no borrowed coat Just a quiet chair beside me And a note I never wrote She’s famous in my head Still adored, still untamed They’ll keep talking like they know her Like she’s something they can claim She’s famous in my head And maybe that’s the twist The world thinks she belongs to them But I’m the one she missed
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