Everybody’s put on this Earth for a reason,
And mine it seems is to be a disappointment.
My mum’s not proud of me,
My teacher’s don’t think highly of me,
And neither does anyone else.
I say that it’s the god’s fault for putting me here,
Whilst everyone says I’m to blame.
Everybody seems to have a better life,
And mine just goes out like a flame.
I’ve always known I was different,
And now I know that it’s true.
I never would’ve met the people
That I know through and through.
So, why am I here? Well, I write, sing and play.
And when I walk through that door, I will blow you away.
That is my center of confidence; I won’t start to sway,
From what I believe, it is my mission today.
**Note, this was written a long time ago. I know that my mom is proud of everything I’ve accomplished.