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11 July 2008 @ 04:42 pm
Down To Earth (Changmin drabble)  
Title: Down to Earth
Written By: Perriwynkkle
Rating: G
Length: 1/1
Disclaimer: SM owns the boys, and I wish I did.

Summary: I always wonder what goes through the boys heads when they have to push through a large group of fangirls on their way anywhere. I wonder what they really think of their success and position as International powerhouse stars....it's just a thing us poor fangirls will probably never know. What does go through their heads?

 I have everything every single person on this earth dreams about when they go to sleep at night. I have the money, the green, the stuff that overflows my wallet, while the change I don’t mind loosing falls with a clink out of my back pocket, forgotten on the floor.
I have the fame, the flashbulbs, the TV lights shining on my ever perfect face while fan girls squeal and shove hand helds in my face. I am the one they lust over, they pine over, obsess over, and they all know that they will never be able to get to me, not ever. I can just smile and they are begging at my feet, their tears feeding my ego and painting the red carpet maroon.
I have the perfect looks, the face that is wanted on every glossy cover of every magazine, on every poster that hangs in the malls and shopping centers, promoting a product or hawking a single. I hear the cashiers ring up my new car as you buy that calendar and DVD set, the happy smiles painted on the photographs copied on the hard casing.
My looks make girls stop dead in their tracks and their faces glue to the television late at night when they should be in bed, their squeals of delight muffled by a smashed pillow or a bit on fist.
All the girls want me, all the boys want to be me, and the parents want me to vanish. But sadly those people do not see the person behind the makeup, the flashbulbs and the high gloss print. They don’t see the human lurking behind the brown orbs that take all the chaos in and try to tell himself that his life is normal. They cannot see the real me, I am trapped behind cover up and headlines, the black print of the newspapers blotting their vision.
I am Choikang Changmin, 20 years old, and on top of the world…but so ready to fall back to earth.

Comments are appreciated, thanks for reading!
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yumeneyumene on July 13th, 2008 04:38 am (UTC)
I always wondered that as well... and... the need of knowledge doesn´t allow me to sleep...

I know he, or them are not what it/they seem/s.. and that they try so hard just for that: to not comply to vanity, fighting and trying to ignore and at the same time needing to survive, all the praising, all the infinite fame and success surronding them.

Trying to remember every morning all the old and long forgotten things that are most important and significant.
All those things that everyone else has and they lack now they reach heaven.

And as Jae said, they feel so many things.. feeling alone..and they cannot speak about that.

So we´ll never know..so frustrating Iam really curious!!

rememeber to ask them that when I see them in my dreams tonight XDD
perriwynkkleperriwynkkle on July 13th, 2008 07:09 pm (UTC)
I would love to ask them things like, do you feel lonely at night, do you want a relationship, do you honestly love your fans, what makes you happy, what makes you sad, what do you wish you had in life? All those things are just...I want to know...yet I know I will never know these things. *sighs* The hardships of being a fangirl. LOL!