Boring

The impossible problem, with a nonexistent solution.

Mediocrity cripples me.

A parasite that makes it hard to breath,
without thinking of how it looks from another's view.

Makes it hard to look in the mirror,
without seeing every single atrocious normality.

It makes it hard to think of a future worth living.

Makes me understand the pretension so
deeply ingrained in those around me.

A higher opinion of oneself so easily fools
us into thinking we aren't boring, and heart-breakingly normal.

And in all honesty,

I can't blame them.