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.