I want to be the best
though I am not
all the talents I do have
I forgot
Running as fast as I can
though that is not fast
but remembering my real talents
comes last
I try and fail again
my confidence is dissolved
time for my real talent
to get involved
I take a piece of paper
and I write
to keep myself from giving up
in the thick of the fight
I write a poem
it is not long
but it helps me try harder
even if that is wrong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem