Odd

Cloudy days in mid March shouldn't be so very hard But I am flawed, too self involved And honestly a little odd When will I learn that I'll always be inadequate at best? Heart on my sleeve, not in my chest I'm in desperate need of help, won't someone save me from myself? Save me from myself Sometimes I think of who I was back when I was just 15 I don't think that he'd be proud of what I've grown to be When will I learn? No, I can't change in just a day, a week, or a month, or a year I will stay right here I'll just stay right here When will I learn, not to take my self so seriously? Born to stay the same And I could never change The truth that I cannot escape... I will never learn