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The feeling of being left out. |
Go ahead, put me off as nobody Put me in the place of the fifth wheel Don't bother taking me seriously I'm the star you'd never point at in the sky Even on the clearest night When I try my best to sparkle and shine My eyes are only brown Not a sparkling blue of the ocean Or an emerald green of a rare diamond To some, brown is the color of dirt Walked on everyday, by everyone Who lives, breathes, speaks Though I believe brown eyes are deeper And so much more mysterious They have far much to tell So much more to hide I feel the position in the reigns of a shadow I ask myself some questions Do I pull people close? Then do I end up pushing them away? Am I only feeling sorry for myself? Do my vibes give off bouts of insecurity, self pity? Are those the reasons why I'm always so much farther away Even when I'm right in their presence? Maybe I hold too many grudges Complain a little bit too much Somewhat too much Those are only a few of my visible flaws Every wanted opportunity I receive I always end up resisting to fulfil My confidence lacks miserably My nerves are far out of control Overthinking destroys everything I'm right back where I once started I'm not going anywhere Suddenly, I feel it again I find myself left out Maybe I'm too boring Yet I'm told I'm so kind and happy ...Am I just a joke? |