I, Jonathan Gold was average at best.
All average to everyone with working eyes and a brain.
I kept going through the motions as I knew that I could never amount to anything big in life. Even my talents weren’t appreciated.
Kali was really pretty and had a great voice.
BeBe knew how to make people laugh in all the right ways.
Seiya didn’t care about what others thought and made some fun punk rock.
Even Tyson had something going for him by putting his money where his mouth was with his imagination and came out with a book.
I believed I was a waste of space.