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Ordinary

I know who you all are.
But you don't know me.
Oh, you may think you do,
But you don't really have the faintest clue.
Wanna know why?
Are you intrigued?
You don't know me, because I don't even know me.
You think I'm strong?
Well, you're wrong, I'm weak.
You think I'm a jokester?
Wrong again, you're not here when I cry.
Think I'm secure?
Nope, that's not me at all.
Do you think I have all the answers?
Well, I don't, I just say whatever comes to mind.
I've lived by your expectations.
Became what they assumed I was.
They said I was a bully.
So I Bullied.
Said I could drink like a fish.
So I grew gills.
Said I was trouble.
So I raised hell!
You said I was Hard.
So I built this wall.
But the truth of it is, I'm probably more mixed up,
Than any of you.
You have dreams and follow them through.
I have dreams, and talk a lot about them,
But it never happened.
Did you know I wanted to be a dancer?
A singer?
An Architect?
I bet you didn't know I wanted a pony as a kid.
It sounds ordinary, I know.
What I want to be.
Ordinary.
Think I'm talented, huh, I fake that too.
This smile you see, on the inside is a frown.
This hyperactivity, is just an excuse to be angry.
And this Anger is Eternal.
And I think even that is Bull.
I don't know me,
I admit it, wholly.
Let me ask you something.
Who are you?

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