Hidden Shame Poem by Ramon Haupt

How can I smile if I am no worth, nothing to put on the table upon this earth.

So many years I regret having-wasted, salty tears, fiery arguments-all I've tasted.

Others below me seem destined to succeed, all I can do now is go on my knees begin to plead.

I am sure the Man above wanders where my talents are, I've coined them at the machine for an eternal scar.

25 years passed nothing to show anymore, when it rains I ask the Heavens to make it pour.

To wash away this polluted misery of mine, so hard these days for my heart to shine.

So each day i hide my shame, not wanting to know who is to blame.

For my lost future has turned into a failure, I run now, I run to my Saviour.