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In all the time spent in my own head

I often wonder if I've ever made something beautiful

I'm obsessed with myself in the sorriest way

But I want to be beautiful too

I want to help and to understand

But I want to aid myself first

The goodness in me is so shallow and ordinary

So ordinary that what good can it do?

I run in circles for eternity

Chasing my own tail and repeating my lessons

I am not good, as I have blinded myself

And through every voice, I have nothing to admire

Nothing I have crafted is worth a second glance

Nor am I, in all of my apathetic splendor

I do nothing for no one

Other than complain

I want to shine

I want others to shine

But I want to shine first

And I know that it makes me something to look down on

I've never created, just accented

Never fixed, just provided supplies

Never aided, just reinforced others

Never done anything worthwhile

And realizing this

That I'm selfish, infantile and sad

And that I'm of no use to anybody

Nothing.