Pep talk

Im happy to be me
Not some ugly girl saying shes pretty.
There's not much to see
But im happy, so whatever.
Im not a helpless being.
Im human, i can conquer
But im still in a dream,
So only good things saunter.
Im a perfect candidate
For donations to my aid
But my cause is so pointless
I have no goods to trade.
I am not a widow
There was no man to stay
I chose only temporaries
No one to help me dig my grave.
I am so subordinary.
I am just a slave.
I still say that I am happy
Even when I'm not ok.
This is not reality.
Im just talking to make me feel better.
I guess im just that ugly girl
Saying shit to a mirror.