I'm just an average person, Capable of only being average. Doing only average things. And average is never ideal. Especially in the world we live in. So I gave up. I gave up on being average. I don't care if people see me as ordinary or ideal. I care about how I see myself. And I want to see the best version of me
Nothing going on with me, except for the fact that I am a broken mess who cannot be fixed, just like half the world. I'm just simply ordinary. But I don't care. I may be a broken mess, but I know I'm capable of doing more. I may not show it, but in my mind, the war I've been fighting has already long been lost. I gave up a long time ago. I've never settled on being average, so I gave up trying.