But I’m a creep, I’m a wierdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.
Conform to aspiration
We all know that deep down we are aspirers. We all aspire to be someone or look like someone, and with this aspiration comes conformity. No one is truly unique. Unique is a word that has no relevance to this age of vanity. We all aspire to be unique, and in so comform. It’s like a vicious circle. No one is safe.
I am beautiful in my way.
I got no friends. I’m my own queen. But I’m living on, living on, the radio that’s my dream.