i always say
i know my flaws very well, thanks
because i do
i do
i know them like your favourite cd, scratched from all the listenings
i know them like my house's adress or the plate of my dad's car
i do
i realise now
(forgive me god for all the late epiphanies, i should have paid more attention)
i don't know my strenghts very well
wouldn't be able, for all the gold in the world, to tell you about my essence
couldn't say what i learned in all these years, if anything
i wish i did
i'd be useful, in life and all that (jazz?)
i could play my strenghts, choose a path, fight for something
instead of staying until late going over and over
(over and over)
the same
