I am not confident,
I know i am smart, but not in the ways that count.
I read people much better than books but I never have the words to explain my findings.
I`m only as funny as I feel,
and I do not think i`m pretty.
I think horrible things about people and I let the emotions get the best of me.
I`m really not as nice as I`d like to be,
or as innocent as you`d think I am.
I am a perfectionist.
I am a contradiction to everything I want to stand for.
I`m a big dreamer with little motivation.
I am really no good at all, on my on.
But I am analytical with myself.