words of me, myself, and i

flaws of me

flaws of me

drawing is not a talent of mine,

but i can rhyme.

i say too much

when i really should hush.

i can't dance,

nor can i sleep.

i think too much about romance

and im in too deep.

my hair is an unruly mess

because i don't care.

maybe i should daydream less

and get out of this nightmare.

i have too many worries

my mind hurries--

while i try to sleep,

so i weep.

every boy is out of my league.

im in constant fatigue.

im all alone

while i moan and groan.

make-up is not a matter i take in mind

because i really don't care.

i think im too kind.

life isn't fair.

why do i have to be me

when i am everything i don't want to be?

why am i me?

i just want to be free.