ever hit that point when you feel like…you just aren’t what you want to be? or maybe that you aren’t what everyone expects you to be? we always spend years trying to find ourselves…trying to figure out who we are…what we want to be…all those little questions in life…and at times we feel comfortable. maybe i lost my comfort.
maybe all the voices are right in telling me that at times i’m just ridiculous for being how i am and dressing how i am…gawd i’m 30 now, and i still want to dress like a 1970s pimp? and all the metal in my face and body? is this the image of an adult? is this the visual i want to portray? makes sense why i’m taken less seriously than anyone else my age…makes sense why my intelligence is constantly questioned…makes sense why so many people just find it easier to pass me off as the “weird guy” instead of treating me like the rest of the crowd.
well…maybe it’s time.
maybe it’s time i grow up, maybe it’s time i lose the piercings, maybe it’s time i lose the clothes. seems everyone would be so much more accepting if i dressed like “them” instead of being myself. is it time i lose the baby blue polyester pants and trade them in for Dockers? is it time my shirts start having name brands in the tags instead of 30 year old brands that don’t even exist anymore? maybe.
maybe sometimes when people push so hard for you to be someone else…sometimes we just can’t fight it anymore. well, here you go, world…everyone wants a normal Daniel instead of a freak…maybe it’s time you got one. call it an epiphany…but it’s time to change and fit into society. cherish the memories and pics of me looking as i do now, and just be ready for the change…the change of me into the poster boy for the Gap.