I'm... I don't know how am I

Sep 26, 2003 01:59



anyone, caught in your mystery
keep it angry
keep it whispy
I've fallen down
drunk on your juices
turn my head
turn my head
it's aimed at you
funky temple
your dress is torn to shreds
your eyes are crazy
I bowed to save my head and
I can't forget you
but I can't remember
oh no,
we came to love you all day
these bastards are leavin'
somebody's got to stay
whatever we called you
it's just a name
just a name

Everytime I start reading a new fanfiction I almost can't end it... it's not like I don't like, or that I get so caught up in it... they show almost a real person, even if he isn't like that, if his personality is completely different, they gives us a more real view and feelings that we don't get from other places. By visiting a site or a forum we have no idea of the feeling and how human celebrities are. But fanfic gives a clue for that, they make us see that people are just people, with a face, feelings, sorrows, tastes... And that gives me the feeling that I don't belong there, I shouldn't be doing this. I'm not referring to reading the fic, but being a fan. What gives me the right of intrude in somebody's life like the way fans do? Why do we feel that the person we like owe us something, his life, his love?
If we pay to see somebody on screen that don't gives the right to say that the people from the movie entered into our lives and now they must give something back, if that would be their image, their freedom, their lives.
And yes, when actors get known, and even before, they know the price of fame but aren't they paying a price too high? Why do we ask for their lives in return for they walking into ours for about 2 hours?
I know this is inherent to human nature, I personally want to know everything, but who gives me the right to do so? To comment about lives and people that I know nothing of?
And projecting the image of the prince charming into someone doesn't make that person a prince of fairytales. With what right we ask that from our that person?

I just had to rant about this, I was reading an absolutely wonderful fanfic but I had to stop at the middle... I felt like such an invasion of privacy, even if it isn't.
I know that if the people featured in the fanfic weren't known I wouldn't care less about them, I wouldn't even know they exist... and I begin to think... I like them because their are famous and they have this romantic image surrounding them, or because of who they really are? And I come to the conclusion that I don't know who they really are. And what's the point of adoring an image that you projected into somebody that you will never know, will never get to really know? Why waste so much time with illusions?
I like daydreaming, but I don't like living in a fantasy world.
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