Nobody’s Muse

Never been chosen

Never been it

Never been asked

If they can paint my portrait

Inside I have colors but

To others

I’m gray

I want them to see me but

They look away

Ok, I’ll stop

It’s too sad

But that’s because it’s true

I just don’t have charisma

And there’s nothing I can do

If only there was something

I could be

That adds value to you

But I’m not what you want

Nothing you can use

I’m so uninspiring

It’s tiring

I’m not a painting

I’m nobody’s muse

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