Inferior
On the long and lonely highway
That I only know as life
I’ve spent my days just wondering
What am I doing with my life?
When no matter what I tried
There was always someone better
Sixteen years I struggled on
And sixteen years I fell
When nothing’s working for you
Do you resign yourself to Hell?
They always tried to comfort me
But I always scorn their pity
Here I am; on the road again
Here I am; struggling on
Here I am; always second
Here I am; inferior
Would I hide behind a complex
Just to give me an excuse
To release my pain unhindered
And continue to refuse
The cure they always offer
The cure I’ll never accept
You know there’s always someone better
But I can’t accept the fact
When you’ve been raised to only be the best
What you want is only that
And the thought of coming second
Is a Hell you’d sooner die than face
Here I am; on the road again
Here I am; struggling on
Here I am; pining for what can’t be
Here I am; inferior
Copyright © Derek Chos | Year Posted 2012
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