I may not be perfect in any shape or form
I have realized that fitting in is hard, but it apparently the new norm
I know that being normal and making new friends is something I can't do
But in the end, I never get the damn clue
I will never be among the popular group of people that I see everyday
I just cant seem to learn their perfect way
People say that being different is good
But only if they understood
All the desires all the emotions that run through my mind
Stab my heart, a countless amount of times
I wish that I was better
I wish that I was smarter
I wish I was noticed by every other person
But I'm old enough to realize
The sad, and disappointing truth
I'll never be the one known by all, loved by all
In the end, I'll be forgotten by those who do know me
Because their are those who are better than me
My dreams are nothing
My existence is nothing
I'm just a fool wanting more friends
I'm a fool that wants to fit in
I'm a fool that should give up
I'm a fool, but I'm still me
