Fame

Before I looked
now they stare
earlier I worked
now I am famous

Horns I don't have
and walk not naked
what I used to do
that I do but better

When one is famous
they are called genius
this so called competence
no ointment but alters countenance

Let none notice me
in pseudo name I work
lest fame descend upon me
and shackle my freedom

Fame entraps in its jaws
and one is no longer free
the same tune is played repeatedly
that brought fame initially but unexpectedly!