tangled hair falls just below my collarbones
dull blue eyes and a button nose
rosy cheeks and acne scars
i. am. ordinary.
i am not the girl with bright eyes and bubbly laughter
i'm not the girl you'll remember passing in the coffee shop
the one whose smile lit up the entire room
i'm not the girl you stay up late trying to figure out
the one you just can't get out of your head
i. am. ordinary.
i will not leave a footprint on your heart
nor am i the book you constantly reach for on the shelf
i do not remind you of the stars, the moon, or the sun
i. am. ordinary.
and i, like all ordinary things
am made for forgetting
and you will forget me