you hear it
all the time
“fame isn’t as good
as everyone makes it
out to be.”
i first thought
they were joking,
why wouldn’t i want
the fame,
the wiki page,
the money,
the attention?
of course,
i was pretty hard-headed
back then.
after all,
do you really want
the fame
to overtake
what you really
care about?
the little things
in life?
the people that
want to see you
succeed?
you wouldn’t
give them up
for a red-carpet,
would you?
all that yearning
for the fame
and the wiki page
stopped being fun
to me.
carrying a camera
trying to convey
a story
just didn’t fit
me anymore.
words on a page,
now that’s more me.
i don’t want to be
the one
who does what he feels
he has to do,
and not what he wants
to do.
i don’t want to be
the one
who feels like
he’s in the wrong place.
i don’t want to be
the one
who gets in
over his head
with something
he no longer loves.
i’d rather be me.
Sunday, December 17, 2017
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