People say you should
Be original, unique
But I didn't really
Care for who I am
So please forgive me
As I'd like to borrow
Your laugh, your style
Your taste in music
And your favorite color

I was born as a blank canvas
With the opportunity to become
My own masterpiece
But I saw you
And I couldn't breathe
As I thought
"That's the most beautiful
Piece of art I've ever seen"

I tried to imitate
Your brushstrokes
I tried to get the exact
Same pigment in my paint
That you had used

So now I'm just a copy
A knockoff of the original
Something that can never
Amount to your worth

But that's okay
Because I'm still
Worth more as a copy
Than I ever would've been
As an original