Capable Poem by James Meaney

I wonder why being my-self is so unsettling
I see little that benefits my nature
I want to be Detached from the personality's of common society
I am both broken and Capable
I touch only true happiness in my imagination
I feel imprisoned by what I am Capable of
I worry that I am Inadequate
I sleep when my want always outweighs my greatest extent
I am both Coarse and capable
I understand you cannot achieve all of your desires
I say it is the people around you who hold you back;
Not yourself
I try never to yield to my worry or pain
I hope that one day my chains will break
And be thrown to the farthest reaches of space