The Catch called Fame

Fame's a fickle friend
Here today and gone tomorrow,
One moment basking in glory
The next shunned in scorn,
The virtue of being famous, a two-edged knife...
Heaven and hell in the same life,
Routine and mundane chores - an undeserved purgatory...
Neither can hide nor conceal, observations and inferences from far, afar...
Yet, attraction holds
Being famous,
A pinnacle like Olympus
Glee and glory not always a result,
Gore and shame,
Creep in through the back door
To be or not to be,
The question
To each to his own,
The answer...
Famous is as famous does; some say,
But does being famous always pay??