They all stare at me
Though the window of my life
Watching my every action
Following my every movement
Listening to my every word
Depending upon me for
One thing or another
Coming to me for advice
Or just someone to be with,
Cause all they see is
The good inside me
They obviously don't
Pay much attention,
Cause if they were
They would know that
I'm not as great as they all think
I am or could be,
I'm nobody special,
At least to myself anyways,
But there is no point
In trying to convince them otherwise
So I'll continue to allow them
To think what they want about me,
Cause I see no point in
Stressing over something so pointless,
Or should I be?