im ordinary.

i have it in me, and u can never have it because u are too blinded by this ostentatious world to understand the beauty of being ordinary.

i dont have a wide circle of friends, im not fashion-sensitive, im not rich, but im happy.
u? r u happy?
ur life is classy, but u r not happy.
ironic.

u can continue to dwell in your dream of posh race, and lament on the imperfections in your life, and be fashionable but dissatisfied.
i will go on being ordinary yet happy.