Finished
Once I thought I was the greatest thing
Back when I was a little girl-
And nobody dares to crush a child’s dreams
So for seven years, they agreed
Then I met other girls like me
Twice as talented than I had been
And so I decided, maybe I just shouldn’t try
Is there a point anymore? I won’t lie-
I’ve tried so many things, too many
But I still can’t choose my favorite
Not average, not awesome
Somewhere maddeningly in between
It’s so easy to become invisible
So that’s what I’ve done to myself
This is all I have left
And that’s the end…
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