Opinions
I look at myself
And at the world around me
And wonder
Will they ever accept me?
I look inside my mind
And see those weird thoughts.
They're different,
Just like me.
I don't think
I'll ever meet up their expactations.
I don't think
I'll ever fit in this brainwashed society.
I'm different.
I always was.
Not like them.
Not good enough.
But what if your definition of good
Is my definition of bad?
And what if what seems normal to you
Is strangeĀ and unknown for me?
Then who am I?
What is the right description for me?
I am your weirdo
But also my special.
In your eyes I am creepy.
In mines I'm just sad.
You might think I am psychotic.
I think I'm just a creative person.
So how will I ever fit in?
Could we ever agree on
Only one adjective for me?
Could we ever have
The same opinion on myself?
But is it just me
Dealing with these questions?
Maybe everybody
Has gone though this...
How can we ever
Describe a person
When our definitions of most the words
Are different??
I think I'm not perfect.
But he thinks I am.
Meanwhile, she thinks I'm too fat
And they think I'm too skinny.
That makes me wonder,
Will we ever be able
To satisfy
Everyone?
The answer is no.
No, because,
In the end,
These adjectives:
'Beautiful'
'Fat'
'Skinny'
'Weird'
'Perfect'
Are just different
Opinions.