"It doesn't determine your worth"
They say,
They act as if I don't know that
They act as if I'm concerned about what others perceive of me..

No, that isn't it.
That isn't it at all.
I couldn't give two damns about the others
I used to be happy being average, blending in, not being noticeable

But with you, I feel like I have to stand out
Like I have to be good
Like I have to be smart
Like I have to be.. special

The thing is, I'm not, or barely any of those
I'm rude, I swear and insult others
I'm an average student, nothing to notice
And I'm as normal as they come.

Just another silly boy suffering
Just another silly boy, feeling hopeless
Another silly boy, drowning in all these emotions...

I know it doesn't determine my worth
I know it doesn't make me less
But all that is in other people's eyes
What about yours?

Those sparkling eyes of yours
May be more judgemental than the others
What if you view me as less
Just because I wasn't special enough?