i thought i was brighter,
less riddled with weak lines
better at singing

i thought it mattered,
what i could have been here or there.

i thought i was right to whine
i thought it was hard
i thought you were mine.

i thought i was sexier
i wished i was sexier
i wanted to be da vinci
i wanted to have money
i thought i might be rich.

i thought things would go differently.
i thought and i died.