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I'm Tired of people telling me that I should smile in photographs My resistance has got nothing to do with An Attitude problem or my attempt at Appearing acutely fashionable This is just the way I look Most of the time Shouldn’t what we choose to record At least strive for Authenticity? I'm just not interested in selling myself Into the acceptable family comfort mode Having my split-second cheery face sink in Against The kitchen wall's "calming" comfort scheme To be doted on by ageing female relatives and jovially mocked by visiting casual friends If anything I don't want my past to be Looked upon at all Maybe it's the old story of leaving home and the urge To re-invent oneself To Block out the old experiences, the old embarrassments Freeing yourself to embark on a fresher tirade of critical self-assessment To be finally and victoriously Free from the unsettling confines of childhood To engage yourself completely in the waking,walking,working Nightmare of maturity, responsibility and devastating ambition.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 9:38 AM UTC
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I'm Tired of people telling me that I should smile in photographs My resistance has got nothing to do with An Attitude problem or my attempt at Appearing acutely fashionable This is just the way I look Most of the time Shouldn’t what we choose to record At least strive for Authenticity? I'm just not interested in selling myself Into the acceptable family comfort mode Having my split-second cheery face sink in Against The kitchen wall's "calming" comfort scheme To be doted on by ageing female relatives and jovially mocked by visiting casual friends If anything I don't want my past to be Looked upon at all Maybe it's the old story of leaving home and the urge To re-invent oneself To Block out the old experiences, the old embarrassments Freeing yourself to embark on a fresher tirade of critical self-assessment To be finally and victoriously Free from the unsettling confines of childhood To engage yourself completely in the waking,walking,working Nightmare of maturity, responsibility and devastating ambition.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 9:38 AM UTC
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