Wednesday, December 19

Here's the thing.

I can't write as eloquently or as passionately as the majority of my friends who have the ability to produce the most stirring words as naturally as they take each breath. Perhaps I am not as talented, as driven, as intense, as kind, as sweet, as special in the eyes of others as my peers are. We walk the streets and the halls in a dignified manner, yet it is I who shrinks into the shadows of those above me.

Hello, world.
Mediocrity is my name.

However, you need not pity me and my lowly stature. No, dear world, you needn't frown at such a silent acceptance.

Because Mediocrity may be who I am, but I will rock it like no one else.