facts (im not trying to look down upon myself)

i sometime fool myself into thinking i am something.
something
awesome, cool, and greater than who i really am.

million people and million small talks,
long day and even longer night,
walking out from a bar and straight into a traffic

million people and million neon signs,
a short walk down a street, fresh air and burning smoke,
i realize how small i am, how weak i am.