Monday, February 25, 2013

I was never good enough

I was never good enough

I was never the best

I don’t know how to talk

Have no idea what to dress

I am the dumb you can’t call a blonde

I am the friend you wouldn’t care to flaunt

I am the one who make the wallflowers look grand

The ragged carpets and rusty chairs feel brand

I am the banana who is squashed in hell

I am the decayed apple rusting in a well

I was so average that the median left me below

I am so full that I seem hollow

I am the darkest night of the year

I might become your strangest fear

I was never good enough

I didnt know,

Till you pebbled me the thought

with every shove and blow.