If the glares of your peers make you want to shrink, why do you bother getting out of bed?
If your confidence is at it's lowest peak, why bother with your goals?
If you can't seem to think you're better off trying to be yourself than a clone, why bother living at all?
Can't you understand that all that shit just doesn't cut it? Can't you see that you're imperfection and diversity is what makes you, you?
Snobs with a stick up their ass, and persons with their tail between their legs. Can't you be someone who has the courage to stand up and be different?
Why follow the crowd, when they can lead you to your own pitiful demise? Don't take my word for it, because I'm not like them. I'm me. And you, well, you need to be you. |
Submission Name: Who Are You?
