Average Poem by Just Something

My ultimate, vivid thought is something that has haunted me, you know.
Something that makes my mind a cluster of thorns and my soul shatter into a myriad of fragments.
A blustery sorrow, a source of anger, builds in my entire inner.

Perhaps this is who I am: a simple fish exploring its existence, fighting against itself to be noticed.
Not a fabulous dolphin leaving souls aglow with awe,
But just a plain person with nothing special to offer.
Still seeking some kind of validation or redemption,
Wondering:
'How could somebody become a nobody? '