Midnight Reflections

Taylor Swift’s ‘Anti-Hero’ is one of her most relatable pieces but overplayed, which is why people say otherwise.

If you’re anything like me, you’ve probably had moments where you realized you were the only person in the room that everybody else saw as a burden. You probably have seen yourself as a lost Waldo, yet nobody seems to look for you. The crowded room would never notice you were gone, even if you announced your leaving. You couldn’t break a rooms silence because nobody likes to engage with someone as annoying as you. Yet, you also couldn’t engage in a chatty room because voices will continue to talk over you.

If you’re anything like me, you relate to Taylor Swift’s ‘Anti-Hero.’

You might wait patiently for someone to notice you but they only notice you when they want information out of you. If someone breaks a glass it is seen as humanly but if you break a glass, the room falls silent and it is seen as inhumane. Everything you touch is another thing you’ve ruined. You’re the klutz, the ambassador for those who ‘take it too far,’ and you probably have a good but rocky relationship with your mother.

When it comes to being involved you’re the person nobody invites to shopping sprees because it’s a fun time without you. You are your family’s inside joke and they enjoy picking at you and only you. You’re the voodoo doll placed in the middle of a poker table so others fight for who gets to pick at you next. When you started going through changes, everybody else had already casted you for what they thought you were going to turn out to be like. Once that happened, you started believing it and sadly becoming it. Everybody can agree on one thing, you’re the one they like the least because you’re just odd.

You’re an easy punching bag, someone who acts as a congressman, and you oftentimes look at yourself in the mirror after a family debate on why you are unreliable. You begin to wonder if your flaws truly are a reflection of yourself, your future, and your life. Your ego is either deflated or off the charts which keeps you strong. You’re only useful when someone wants a water bottle that you must fetch for them but they’ll never return the favor because why would they? They’re a respectable somebody and you’re not! Which is the ongoing inside joke that it hurts you to be apart of.

You ask yourself. ‘what can I do to be apart of them?‘

Nothing. No matter how successful, if you follow their pattern, or if you communicate you will simply never be them because you will continue life as an easy target.

But the question begs, still, at the end of every day, ‘am I being dramatic?’

It’s us. We’re the problem, it’s us.

– A