What I Was Supposed To Be Poem by Melody McKinstrie

I was supposed
To be somewhere.
I was supposed
To get this
Thing or that
I was supposed to have
This person in my life
With name tags.

I did not succeed.
I failed
Time and time again.
By all accounts
I should be miserable.
With little happiness.

If I breathe
I can let it out
All my failings
Except for
Remaining alive.

If I were labeled
With a big L
On my forehead
Would that lessen
My life to make
Me not want to live?
Is that the goal
Of modern day society
And not just
The overt bullies?

Philosophy
And existentialism
What is life
All about?
Are we animals
Organisms
That have some
Control of our destiny?
Or is that laughable?

Will time tell
Our tale?
Hero or heroine
Or the anti ones?
Tragic figures
With strengths
And faults?

From me to you
And everyone
I lump us all!
Dust to dust
Ashes to ashes
Did any one person
Make a dent
On our species
For the positive?

I know in my small
Piece of this earth
This narrow strip
Of terrain
I have inhabited
I have tried to love
And be kind
Each and every day.
Hoping it would
Send out ripples.
That is the action
To which I excel.
Thanking my predecessors.
But as I cannot promise
To leave my DNA mark
I hope my mark is
Not a strike against me.
When all is said
And done.