"What the......"

When I go walking down the street often times people will turn and see me and say something...either to me or after I have passed by. I have gotten some nice compliments, and also some not so nice comments...


I guess what I am trying to get at here is my image...what people think when they see me...
it is really quite a prejudice and odd way of thinking. Most times people either think I am a rebel, druggie or just hardcore...I am really none of those things, If I was to describe myself to you I would say that I am more of a laid back, fun loving guy...well, most times anyways...
But the point is that too often somebody wont even give you a chance just based on the way you look, and most times the way they judge you is completely wrong...


More than likely I will end up having to change my appearance just so that I will be able to land a job somewhere...hopefully not, but still, my chances are pretty slim...
Its just so weird that you can't really have your own image...its sort of like you have to submit to the world to get somewhere...and if you don't then you are just rejected....
People in general don't want to hang out with someone who is uncool and has no taste in style...but you know what, I don't really think I want to hang out with such a person anyways...I like individuality...you can have your style , I'll take what I've got...every man to his own.


And you know what, I say screw it...for as long as I can anyways, bring on the dreads ,bring on those weird shades, bring on those tight neon pants...and let nothing come in the way of expressing yourself...whether through art, music, what you wear, or whatever you do...be who you want to be, do what you want to do...who cares what anyone else thinks, not me anyways.