Probably Never Poem by Linda I. Weischedel

For reasons undisclosed,
ever stop and truly question who you are,
as in someone's love for you seems so near,
yet sometimes your heart's perception says it is relatively far.

Making the effort to be your very best,
yet your honesty is constantly being put to the test,
some pick and probe and are relentless in flaunting your mistakes, never giving you a break or even giving it a rest.

Everytime I feel I know what is morally best for me,
I have a few giving their weak proclamation of how they think my life should be,
go take a look into the mirror, now tell me if it's perfection that you see?

Why bother trying to fix something that wasn't truly broke,
seems the madness in this world is no longer being guided by a twisted joke.

Sometimes you just get tired of who you are,
even though people love you for you,
searching for happiness within yourself seems yet so very far.