O sobie: i'm nothing compared to what i want to be.
i'm imperfect.
My hair doesnt always fall exactly into place.
My eyeliner tends to be a mudge off.
I don't think I'm ugly,
but I'm nothing close to beautiful.
I'm not deeply depressed
but sometimes I just can't find th bright side.
I'm tired of the days where the sun is bright expecting me to shine like it.
I have expectations for mysels
that i cannot live up to.
I just want to take a walk in the rain,
blast music in my ears
and forget.
Start out fresh.
Become something different.
Anything but me.
