I don't understand
It's like every ounce of my body wants to be, iconic
I built all of this from the ground up myself
So why shouldn't I be the one who gets the all the accolades?
Yet, my thick skin faces an unpopular ultimatum
To be more than a just pawn of entertainment
For the pleasure of others
I find shackles of fame clenching my future endeavors
With the pressure of approval, in order to make a living
A place of comfort
A place of peace
A place of sad comedy
A place of humiliation
No, I choose to find something more tangible
Than a product I consume with any of my five senses
I choose wisdom that is cultivated from my current circumstance
I embrace today's painful experiences with constant appreciation
For it will become a highlight reel that will never end
With popularity or affirmation from a screen
I choose isolation to my physical body to give my mind more independence and roam freely
Oh how I yearn to stay within these four walls to keep my body from physical harm
It's safe in your room Daniel, stay there
Your mind will do all of the exploring
And know that your eyes are not able to see the future
So take them off of yourself
Take them off like dirty clothes tossed into a hamper
Like a pair of sunglasses pulled down
To reveal her captivating beauty
For it is then
When you will realize how your popular reputation
Means nothing
If you don't choose freedom in whatever circumstance
That you have been placed in