My Heart Yearns For Fame

Oh yes.
To be in a band with a wonderful fan base in every corner of the world.
Or be a world known alternative model.

Stupid heart.



Maybe it's because I'm from a very small town?
Maybe because I've set up for a successful failure.
A high IQ but a passion for anything alternative to the normal.
Maybe going pratically unnoticed for all of my school career is a factor.
Wanting to have all eyes on me in a postive way for once would feel good.
Or because im so interested in music I dont want to just sit back and listen. I want be on that stage, holding that mic.
Doing something I LOVE.

Maybe modeling would work, once again, alternative.
I have a unique look; "the alt fashion industry would love you Sheena."
To quote my friend Drew.
"Normal" models aren't allowed to look normal.
Sticks draped in lace.
Or a normal sized girl, clad in a prom dress, smeared black eyes, the theme?
One Night Alone.
Or the next day, seen shopping in a THRIFT STORE.
That's right, a thrift store, a "normal" model wouldn't be caught DEAD in flannel.
But an alternative one would make her casket liner with it.
Normal models only eat certain things.
Alternative models eat WHATEVER. THEY. WANT.
Normal models gasp at the thought of marking their bodies with tattoos or piercings.
Alternative models say "the more the merrier".


But dreams are called dreams for a reason; they never come true.

Posted on August 6th, 2008 at 02:18am

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