Name's Megan.
I am not confident.
I know I am smart, but not in the ways that count.
I read people much better than books but I never have the words to explain my findings.
I’m only as funny as I feel, and I do not think I’m pretty.
I sometimes walk with my head down.
My posture is terrible.
I think horrible things about people and I let my emotions get the best of me.
I’m really not as nice as I’d like to be, or as innocent as you’d think I am.
I am a perfectionist.
I am a contradiction to everything I want to stand for.
I’m a big dreamer with little motivation.
I am really no good at all, on my own.
But I am analytical with myself.
And I don’t understand how anyone could ever be cocky or proud when they are aware of all the disgusting things that they think and do, but no one knows.
We’re all broken enough to be humble.

 

Death is the destination that we all share.
No one has ever escaped it.
And that is, as it should be.
Because death is very likely the single best invention of life.
It’s life’s changing that clears out the old,
To make way for the new.
Right now, the new is you.
But someday, not too long from now,
You’ll gradually become the old and be put away.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.
Don’t be trapped by dogma which is living with the
Results of other peoples thinking.
Don’t let the noise of others screaming drown out
Your own inner voice.
And most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.
They somehow already know what you truly want to become.
Everything else is secondary.
Stay hungry. Stay foolish.
It was their farewell message as they signed off.
And now, I wish that for you.
Stay hungry. Stay foolish.
Thank you all very much.

Yonkers - Tyler The Creator