Bitter Content

Let’s find out just how far I’ll go

To look like someone you should know

Maybe I’d sound a little better

If my features were more sweet

Your mind’s already been made up

You saw my number and my number wasn’t good enough

I’ll write a little better

If I’m willing to compete

I’ll do it if I have to

Hoping for an inbetween

Not what I meant when I said that I

I wanted to be seen

How am I meant to stay on track

When each hand I shake will pull me back

Oh I’ll work a little harder

But walk a little less

And in the end will I feel proud

That I grit my teeth, and followed the damn crowd

Will I have grown a little empire

Or made a fucking mess

I’ll do it if I have to

(I’ll keep it to myself)

Hoping for an inbetween

(I must have seen that somewhere)

Not what I meant when I said that I

I wanted to be seen