Impressed

They were impressed, Overly so. That's not bad though,  How can it be?   Is it impressive? Am I right,  Are they? We all cant be, Can we?   Normality is to obtain a life of repetitive behaviour. To work, to sleep, to repeat.  And in there, maybe, Somewhere to live.    Or is to live, to do it all.  Is that what makes you alive? And if it is so, I am alive, apparently.  By definition I breathe.   So why If I breathe. As you do, Am I impressive.    I clearly am,  For they see me so.  So tell me, How to live with that?   How do I be impressive,  To you.  To them.  To me.    i don't...   I am the way I am, That's all i could ever be,  Though that is clearly not enough,  But for who, for them or me?   It is what is,  And it is....  Not enough.  But none of that matters really.  So long as they're impressed.