I don't have nice clothes. And when I have, I'm not quite good when wear it.
I don't have any talent. When I have one, I'm not pretty sure I can handle it.
I'm not beautiful. And if someone think I am, I think they are just see a part of me.
I'm not smart or even brilliant. When people think I am, maybe they are wrong.
I don't know what I will be if I never have people in my life.
I can't thank them enough for exist in my life, for me.
I'm sad for not being able to be something useful.
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