yvette smith (LONDON)
And goes largely unnoticed in a crowd
He doesn't crave affection, attention
Fame or celebrity
He is proud of his roots, of being 'a nobody'
It means he is free
To live simply
quietly and be,
Like an unspoilt day
In an artists gaze
Never twice the same
But being 'ordinary '
Means always longing to be 'somebody'
The 'ordinary' wannabe a 'somebody'
Not out of sight...but always SEEN,
They cleave to ideas of 'celebrity'
Cheap cosmetic alterations
Achieved on higher purchase
Cloning serf for 'SELF'
[they are never free....being 'ordinary']
They feel lost on the shelf!
The perpetual victim who,
Drew the short straw
Always wanting more.
But the 'somebody'
Always wants to be 'somebody else'
The somebody wants more and more
More cars and money
More easy uncomplicated love
From the 'powers above'
Being 'somebody ' means
[You are never free]
To catch a plane or bus
Without a fuss
A face in the paper
Or on T.V
Means always wanting more
Unsure of what it is [exactly]
Somebody's become a bore
Predictable saboteurs of their own 'ascent'
Relentless in their' perfect argument'
They 'fix a face' for every public event
And become the architects of their own
Very public 'descent'
Blaming pressure of fame
Drugs and booze
Later they return
Dogs to their own vomit
With cash in,
And talk shows
And daily journals
And finally their own column
Being a somebody means always wanting more
They are unsure of exactly what this is though?
Not really free just to be
'They' are always coming back for more
So being a nobody is much easier by far
Simply living your life
Being who you are
Not some faded has been/wannbe 'star'! !
yvette m smith sept 08
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