I toil away
Seconds, minutes, hours
And still nothing worthwhile occurs
While others seem to take only moments
for a masterpiece, nothing good can come from me
Why try they say, but I have no answer
I run as fast as I can
Over and over and over
And still I'm never even great
While for others it seems as easy as breathing
To win, I'm still unable to shine
Not good enough they say, and I walk away in shame
I try to work and finish
All day and all night
And for once, I can shine
I can show them I'm worthwhile!
See my score, see my effort, and yet
Still not good enough. Not perfect, so just another of the crowd
But now looked down upon me.
For being too good in this one area,
So what is that for me?
You cannot shine, you cannot be great, you cannot win,
So why even try?
Because this is who I am.
This is who I'll be.
I'll ignore the voices around, because I'll never... be in their eyes.
But I will try
I can rise above those all around, I can be who I want to be.
I may not be the best, may even be one of the worst,
But I will make something worthwhile, to me.
Something great can and will come from me!
I'll win my own, however small, victories, I will outshine all by being one who tries
And I will show them, everyone, I can do things right
With every created masterpiece of art,
Every won game, physical and mental,
Every good grade I bring home, I will,
Show them I can try.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryDon't ask. Yea, they don't make sense. Yea, they're stupid, but that's because I am. If you don't like 'em, please don't share in the hate, just move along, and read a few fanfics! If any of you actually, for some reason do like them, well, go back...
