Cameras A poem about Tristan Leroy.

The Real MeEdit

No more flashing lights,

but eyes still watch me.

Can't get into fights.

Can't let anyone see

who I really am inside.

Just be part of the crowd,

swept up in the tide.

Can't act too proud.

I always look my best;

They can't have anything on me

They always put me to the test,

But that won't let them see

the real Tristan.


The meaning for the poem is: Tristan is trying his best to fit in his new school. He was used to having a spotlight on him, but now that the cameras aren't following him, he notices that people are watching him as well. Tristan puts up a mask to people as they watch, test and judge him.