you might think me mediocre, you might say i'm someone you don't need to know

but someday you'll stand before me, astounded.
someday you'll see me and say, "she was destined for greatness".
someday you will tell yourself you were wrong about me.
someday you will find yourself regretful for having never given me a chance to prove myself.

someday, you will look in the mirror and say, "i wish i was her and not me"