I am okay at a couple things,
but not good at anything.
hungry and fishing for compliments,
I meet an old friend in darkness,
but we can see light
coming in the distance.
we were once normal happy.
for our first time back out,
we feel the need to make our mark,
but we instead insist on having a mediocre night we won't remember.
hopefully, she sees something different
in me from her lazy gaze.