Awake to Take in the View

" Hey, Chris."

I sighed at the sound if a girl, obviously very young, and spun around.

I tried not seem tortured as the girl engulfed me in a hug and I hugged her back awkwardly.

" Oh, hey there hon," I greeted politely.

The girl's eyes sparkled as bright as her lip gloss when she spoke again.
" Oh my gosh! I love you so much!" she gushed," You are sooo sooo amazing! And you sung so great at today's show!"

" Really? Aw, thanks sweetheart. I'm glad you enjoyed the show."

" Yeah, I really did!" she beamed," So can I ,uh , take a picture with so you?"

"Sure," I said.
Just another smile for your scrapbooks.

She pulled out her camera and took her place by my side.

I smiled through clenched teeth, trying to not look annoyed.

The camera flashed brightly and I squinted.

" Thanks so much!" she said happily, looking very pleased.

" No problem darling," I replied," Well, I have to get going, but I'll see you here at another show, right?"

She nodded vigorously," Of course!"

" Awesome! Well, have a super night okay?"

" Thanks, you too!"

I waved goodbye and turned around.
I just hoped she wouldn't follow me.

After walking about a block, I looked over my shoulder, and thankfully she wasn't there.
I stopped in my tracks and looked around.
I didn't know where I was, or where I was going.
I was lost in this big city.

But It didn't matter.
I didn't need to know.

As long as I got away from the screaming fans.

I sat down on the steps of a random apartment and scratched my head.

I don't know what's happening to me.
I've created this false image for myself, and now all I can do is live up to it.
No matter how much I dread it.

I was tired of girls screaming how much they loved me, when in reality...
They knew nothing about me.

I was tired of everything
All I really need is my guitar, some will, and a best friend.
Some one who really loves me.

I reached into the pocket of my thick blue vest and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
I lit one up and exhaled the smoke.

This life isn't what everyone says it's cut out to be.

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I cursed as my head started to throb.
I need to focus on something...
To get my mind off of all this crap.

At that moment, the door of the apartment, whose steps I was sitting on, was slammed open.

I looked to see a beautiful girl crying and running out frantically.

She made eye contact with me quickly, attempted to sneer at me, and ran off.

I watched her run down the narrow sidewalk, snaking her way around the busy bodies, her light brown hair streaming behind her and I stood up.

I found a focus.