Fighting Oblivion


What does it mean to be unique?

They tell me it's just being yourself.

How do I fight oblivion?

Shouldn't I know these things.

I have to amount to something.

I need to be different,

To be smart like them.

More like them, but more like me. 

Why are we all striving to be somebody

When the only somebody you can be is you?

I thought I was supposed to be myself.

But they're all better than me

Why wouldn't I want to be them?

I know that I will make an impact.

It won't be the same as theirs.

I know I'm set apart.

I can compare and I can fight reality,

But it's a constant war against myself.

Why change who I am?

When there is nobody else exactly like me.


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