Where does my talent begin
What area have I excelled
To be born without a gift
Is the harshest truth to tell
No matter what I do
I'm always one step behind
Reaching success momentarily
Till I'm needed no longer
I'd be a fool to believe in
Putting more effort into hobbies
When even those begin to crumble
Showing me that I'm nothing.
Wasting away in this loop
I'm left with only you
A huge price to pay
My whole being at stake
This pain is not simple
No it becomes my entire day
Without a possibility to withstand
I turn to only self deprecating
Sabotaging my chances
On resolving such tragedy
There's no longer a distraction
This plague is never ending
Trailing me from behind
Submerging all that's left inside me
What more is there to do
When I'm no longer in focus
Even if I choose to be at my best
There's always someone else who is better
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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