Inferiority Complex

Itís spring again
And youíre out every night
With your new friends
Youíre all coated in same skin
I donít know how I thought
I could ever fit in
Letís go back to when
The snow kept us inside

Iíve always been told
Theyíre not better than me
But thatís not how it seems

I want to know what theyíre talking about
They make me feel like Iím missing out
I spend everyday alone in my house
While theyíre running all over town
But they all say they want my life
Iím not allowed to want to die

I havenít changed
In three months
But youíve grown up
Iíve started cuffing my jeans
And wearing rings
But itís still not enough
I donít know who to become
I just want to run away

I walk the same road everyday
And wonder why the scenery
Never seems to change
I donít know why everyone thinks
Living in a liminal place
Makes me lucky
Written by QuietlyOutspoken
Author's Note
Just venting, I know itís not that good.
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