Judge me, I can take it. Reviews are Returned!
Why do people have talent?
To make them unique? No.
It's to make me feel worthless,
Alone and desperate for something intangible,
Something that I can never obtain,
A singular piece of the universe,
Something that no one else can claim,
And for a moment I thought I had claimed it.
But then I remembered that these words had been uttered before
By countless petty humans,
Jealous of everything they didn't have,
Envious and desperate for something to call their own,
And I felt rectified in these words.
But not enough to sign my name.
Just enough to put them out there for your scrutiny.
So judge me!
As I judged myself,
For I am not special,
And I know this now.
I accept this now.
Or better yet,