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The Unrealistic Jealousy My Father Believes In
I come home from school, angry at the world, as usual People don't talk to me or show respect but I shouldn't care I ask my father why because he is all I have "They're jealous that you're better than them" "You're insane" I say because, well, why else People can't possibly think I'm better than them They don't notice me, they don't talk to me, Maybe some try but I don't see a potential friendship I should be used to this, shouldn't I No one talking to me, never being noticed I shouldn't care, some kids are just weird "They're jealous that you're more mature" "That's not true" I say because, well, why else I can get silly, I have a strong inner child I can be very, very immature when I'm with my few friends You have too much hope in me, father Maybe I put myself down too much, I don't truly know I mean I have skills, possibly talents But I can never accept the compliments "They're jealous you're not afraid to show your talents" I'm not the bravest person ever but I don't mind showing off Give me a mic and I will sing to my heart's desire Play some music and I will dance until my lungs give out Give me a pen and paper and I will show you the pen is mightier than the sword So Papi, give me some time and I might believe you You are slowly giving me confidence, the self-esteem I need It will not happen overnight, I still think I'm nothing extraordinary But I may one day believe in the unrealistic jealousy you believe in
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