Exhausted
I'm running in circles and jumping through hoops
Finding it hard to dig any roots
Everywhere I go, I always give it my all
I push and I try, But come away feeling small
Ignored and neglected. Always second best.
Never able to put my skills to the test
Scared to fail, but never afraid to try
Wishing that someone would look me in the eye
The smartest person in the room with nothing to show for it.
Failed dreams, half successes, but a whole a lot of grit
Seeing everyone and everything the way that they are.
Truths...
Fears...
Scars....
Being walked over and overlooked are feelings too familiar.
Understanding the world seems to make me peculiar.
I drag on... my confidence failing... my humanity waivering.... faith ready to tip by the slightest of winds...
My overwhelming intelligence, understanding, and intuition being the very things in my way.
Causing me to question the rules, question authority, causing me to stray.
Away from the norm of ignorance and contentment.....
Will I ever be happy?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem