Complaints

I watch as everyone around me advances

In art

In literature

And I ask myself

Why can't I be like them?

I see their poetry flow like wine

Their stories ignite the hearts of readers

And I wonder to myself

How have I gotten this way?

I feel that everyone is on stage

Beacons of light

And hope

And I ask myself

Why have I never been in the spotlight?

I cry as everyone around me creates beauty

In life

In love

And I ask myself

Why can't I be like them?

I see them making good choices and being congratulated

And I wonder to myself

Why I am still me

I wonder why god put me here

What he has in store

And why I'm not like everyone else

I smile at myself

Knowing my own little secret

Because I realize I am perfect