Small

I try to do the things I should

I try to excell and  try to be really good

I try to listen and try to do all

But how can I do it when I feel this small?

 

I try to matter and I try to impress

I try to be smart and I've tried to learn chess

But I'm just a no one, a face with no name

Because everyone is special, everyone is the same

 

I try to do my best I try to be strong

I try to smile and find where I belong

But I just don't fit in, I don't have a place

I'm average in skill, I'm just a disgrace

 

I try to make friends I try to date

I try to eat helthy, I try to lose weight

I try to sing and to weild the pen

I try and I fail time and again

 

I want to hurt myself, I really do

I hate myself but feel guilty too

I feel like I'm better than most people around

Yet  at the same time I feel useless and down

 

I expect more of myself than I probably should

I expect the same of others, which isn't quite good

I know I'm not perfect, but feel I should be

I know mistakes can be made, but it's not right for me

 

I try to read my scriptures and pray

I try to be good and to not go astray

I try to please God, him above all,

But how can I do it when I'm so small?

 

So many people in a world filled with doubt

I'm just one of many trying to stand out

But with everyone trying, the great and the small,

I'm simply nothing, just nothing at all.

 

There's billions of stars floating in space

There's billions of people in the human race

There's plently of people who just have it all

And here I am, just tiny and small.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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