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I like to tell myself I'm unique I like to think I'm not I've accepted I'm not selfless But still say I can't be bought I'm not the best at anything And hope I'm not the worst I don't want to be average But will and motive have burst I try to impress others Can't even impress myself I say I'm not trying But only fool myself I can't trust myself So how could I trust others? I've thrown away my ideals so many times But still hope something matters Have I lost myself? What am I trying to seek? Perhaps everyone feels this way But I tell myself I'm unique.
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