I’m nothing special,
I’m nothing sweet,
Perhaps to change that,
Is what I want to achieve.

I’m nothing successful,
But what does that mean?
Perhaps to understand that,
Is what I want to achieve.

I don’t know where I’m going,
I don’t know what I want,
Perhaps to gain perspective,
Is what I want to achieve.

As confusion reigns all around me,
To pass the test of life,
Perhaps with flying colours,
Is what I want to achieve.

It’s been a month,
Feels like a new life,
Hopes and dreams await.
There are things that I want, things I feel,
Things that I still don’t know.

A new place,
A new home,
Exciting new things await.
What lies ahead I do not know,
I hope it's worth the wait.

Still afraid,
A little bit unsure,
Many a day I feel insecure.
Seek comfort in all that you find familiar they say,
But that’s not what this move was for.

I will still try,
I will not fail,
Determination is what I seek.
A new phase, a new life,
Is what I would like to achieve.

There's that voice,
It's calling out to me again,
Try harder,
Be smarter,
Or you'll wind up just like them.
That voice should sound familiar,
But alas it does not,
I feel like I've lost myself somewhere
Halfway through all these thoughts.
So where does that leave me?
This I'm too scared to ask,
Ignorance is bliss they say,
But sometimes it's just not.

I can't seem to understand
I don't comprehend
How do 'those people'
Get ahead in the end?
We're taught to be considerate
We're taught to be understanding
But they still succeed
Without so much of an inkling.
Everyone likes a badass
Because they defy the rules
But how can the so-called 'nice' people
Feel attraction for those fools?
It seems unfair
It doesn't feel right
But at the end of the day
I guess ***** is might.

Wander, explore,
Travel through the depths of your soul,
Set your mind free,
Free your thoughts,
Soak it all in,
Allow yourself to feel.

Break those demons down,
Thought by thought,
Piece by piece,
For they are nothing,
Don't let them bring you down,
Allow yourself to feel.

I try to fit in,
I try to believe,
That maybe someday,
They’ll like me better,
Than I like me.
It’s a constant battle,
A fight I can’t resist,
To put myself down before others,
Oh why do I persist?

I’ve been bullied,
I’ve been shunned,
This I can’t forget.
It hurts deep down inside,
So it is myself that I subject.

Why is it that,
When I want to make friends,
All these memories,
Come flooding back to me again?

I thought after all these years,
After all this time,
I had found,
That bright burning light.
I guess it isn’t so,
But maybe it is,
Confusion engulfs me,
Just as sadness did.