Lately I've been hating myself For choosing to compromise, to stay To tolerate & to accept Too much for too long Lately I've been blaming myself For being too complicated, for being me For all the traits that I have For all the traits I couldn't have Yet it never occurred to me That while the acts are the same People could see very differently From how I used to see it What I thought was stupid Is what others see as greatness What I thought was bad quality Is what others see as rare What I thought was weird Is what others see as ability What I thought was inability Is what others see as me Now I no longer hate or even blame myself 'Cause it's indeed some rare quality i offer That he refused to enjoy nor to accept anymore