I feel like I'm capable of anything,
I'm willing to do everything,
yet in the end I gain nothing.
I'm accustomed to disappointment,
I expect to be denied and rejected,
yet I can't find the strength to fight back.
I'm constantly reminded of my failures,
I can't escape the echoes of the past,
though I feel like I could move on...
But move on to what and where,
Who will accept and console me,
and why would they bother?
A broken soul and shattered being,
My grasp on the thin strand of my life,
one more slip and I fall to the abyss.
I believe my life will always ride the line,
Faltering and stumbling all the time,
hoping someone will help me avoid the obstacles.
I work so hard only to fall on my face,
I constantly have to reinforce my own integrity,
but adapting illusions can only take me so far.
I'm told I have no focus,
I think my focus is too broad to understand,
and my tenacious drive completely misinterpreted.
Too many dreams to cloud my thoughts,
Trapped in unconventional idealism,
but one day I'll find my place.
