Hey, remember that time
that I said you were cool?
Well, the truth is I lied.
So now it seems, my life is tied
to these bitter lines. And every
time someone else speaks them,
a little part of me dies.
With this all too perfect phrase
My dignity and emotions collide.
How many more times, will
someone deem me unfit to to exist?
How many of my dreams are shot down,
with all the chances that I missed?
And every night, I throw a raged fist
Against the wall, and play a sick game
of connect the flaws, while slicing
at my wrist?
Let me be the first to say,
I'll never have the right clothes,
right hair, and I'll never be on the path
paved of good intentions. To everyone else
I'm the cliche of what happens, when a black
and white world fuses to grey.
And while I'm at it, I'll tell you
Not only am I a sucker for an analytic view
But I full believe I'm doomed from the start too.
I walk with my eyes faced to the ground
I try way to hard to sound profound
And, when you need me, I'm never around
I don't move when asked, I don't make a sound
I'm told I can be a freak of nature
as if I'm a disease with no cure
And told I'll never amount to anything more
One day, I plan to even this unfair score
To all the ones who told me to go away
who said I wasn't good enough
One day, one day, some one will pay.
I'm sorry! I don't know how use tags, so if one of the moderators wants to go back and edit this, my username is fearlessme.