Forget About Me

Look,

I know I am nothing special.

You read my problems like an open book,

But if you think I believe you care about them you must be mental.

 

I'm depressing.

You know I am.

So stop stressing;

I know you can.

 

I'll never be good enough!

Can't you see?

So why don't you

Just forget about me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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