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I am not confident.
I know I am smart, but not in the ways that count.
I read people much better than books but I never
Have the words to explain my findings.
I’m only as funny as I feel,
And I don not think I’m pretty.
I sometimes walk with my head down.
My posture is terrible.
I think horrible things about people and I let
My emotions get the best of me.
I’m really not as nice as I’d like to be,
Or as innocent as you’d think I am.
I am a perfectionist.
I am a contradiction to everything I want to stand for.
I’m a big dreamer with little motivation.
I am really no good at all, on my own.
But I am analytical with myself
And I don’t understand how anyone could ever be cocky.
Or proud when they are aware of all the disgusting things
That they think and do, but no one know.
WE’re all broken enough to be humble.
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