I am just one of

A million, a mediocre

Melody, a face mother loves.

I’m not a jewel a broker

Exclaims is the cream of the crop

More like clearance

I’m half off today.

People shamelessly wince

Whenever I try to say

Anything that makes me happy

You are the only 

One who gets me.

Turning one pathetic phony,

A social pariah to be

A glittering angel

With you, my steps 

Echo like a thousand men.

Actually, that’s out of depth.

It’s more like then 

Walking on air

With you, midnight never came. 

I love you a ton.

Know you’ll always say the same

With you, I am never done

Or without life and love

But who am I

Kidding about all of this?

You are just an illusion, a lie.

I seem to miss 

Every cute guy in town

I’m merely pining

Of love that’s impossible.

I never seem to be winning.

I feel as if I’m trash, I’m tossable 

No one likes this exists.

Or maybe this mediocre melody

Is played by a one-man band.