Analysis of Shooting Star

Falling Stars are beautiful to the eye
But no one can feel the flaming inferno burning inside
Everything is slowly disintegrating into ashes
All of my dreams are fading away
My football career has got a bad sway
My water has flowed away
Age want let my grandmother stay
My life is a dazzling burnout
I inspire smiles while I want to cry out.
A billion dollars couldn't cure my ills
My spirit is already being methodically killed.
Listen to my sorrows being spilled.
Reality constantly relegates me to a monotonous grieve.
My nightmares want give me a reprieve.
Many think my future shines bright
Silently my hopes spiral out of sight
Many consider me a majestic star
In actuality I'm a ball of fire wrecking like a car.
Enjoy the smiles that my fire kindles.
Because before long my flame will dwindle.