Mediocre

They are the leaves I wrote yesterday,
The language that remained on your skin.
It was the ink with all intention
To leave you what I am.

Little by little
My laziness won
When I see you're not here and I stayed until the end.

And I thought I was so special
How naive my clumsiness
And I felt so essential
How naive my shame.

You forgot me,
On my part,
How mediocre.

I love listening to you talk
How elegant to make you feel bad
I just want you to want today
To show you what I am.

Little by little
My hatred won
You didn't want something more and I stayed until the end.

I thought I was so special
How naive my clumsiness
And I felt so essential
How naive my shame.

You forgot me,
On my part,
How mediocre.