Similarity Poem by Beatrice Sharpe

I am strong
Stronger than you
I climb over mountains
Much bigger than you

I can give
But you only give back
Why can't we share?
Instead I give what I lack

I am music
But you are death
I write a masterpiece,
Until I'm out of breath

I am fun
You don't dance
I stay up and party
You don't even glance

I am grateful
You take for granted
I work so hard
To be answered

We had something in common
I forget what it is
Why aren't we similar?
Maybe that's what it is