it just hit me after 6 beers. im not mad about the haircut and the clothes, or being punk at heart. i'm mad or upset because the real me isnt enough. the best me(and the best person for the job) isnt enough for me to be me.

the person i am isnt enough, they want more. which is why i believe that for example, given two equally qualified people the better looking of the two will always be the victor.

i'm more hurt that all my effort and desire and will; who i am. me, just isnt enough.

they. you. everyone wants more that i can or am willing give.