It's My Me...

Been over it 100 times in my head and I've realized, it's me.
I'm not where I want to be because of reasons I cannot control.
I don't get the attention I want and there is nothing I can do.
It's me.
Not the me that I have jurisdiction over, but the me I did not make.

So, I've been sitting around wondering why my myspace plays are only like 22 a day when others have 1,000 a day. 1. Maybe they perform more 2. They are beautiful.

Living in a superficial society, I know that I'm not beautiful. Talented, maybe, but beautiful I am not. But I can't control that and it's killing me. Trust me, I want to be beautiful, but I can't change my face.

This is a hard pill to swallow, but I'm going to deal with it. Hopefully, I'll make it on my talent alone.

They say beauty is only skin deep, but those are lies.
They only like what they can see with their eyes.
They deny their minds and let these two portals rule.
It is the weirdest thing to see and I watch as they do.

Whitney