Nobody

Of course it wasn't real, it was a dream, all in my
head
in the clouds, thinking happy
thoughts
that will poison me, lower my self-esteem, make me feel
stupid
people with their superficial ways, part of the in
crowd
around me, I hate it, I find peace in
God
help me, I've lost my
way
too many things complicating my existence, so much to
do
not fear, it's only me, trying to help
you
thought you loved her, how could I compete with her
beauty
is in the eye of the beholder, it depends on your
opinions
are never wrong, for they are simply how you
feel
my eyes on your
body
type doesn't matter, what's inside makes you who you
are
you trying to understand what you mean to me, what I might
think
of you, glad that you're done with
her
words haunt me at night.
Am I a nobody?