Inadequacy

One soul in a pool of millions, Dreary pool with a spiraling drain. My spirit has fallen into conformity; United by wasted lives-- Society draining us like dirty water. We are pathetic, deserve no empathy. The slippery marble drains our souls, I am one in millions. Unable to escape the dark unknown abyss. Except Someone carefully scrutinized my struggle. Gingerly afraid to touch any of the wasted entities, Forming like one; a spinning torque down the hole, You selected me; so small, hopeless, inadequate, To be free-- to discover my destiny. How could you when I was attached to a thread? Tangled and tied in knots with millions of other threads? Carefully scrutinized by you, Admired? How peculiar. Maybe it's time I feel loved. Thank you for rescuing me. From condemnation, From inadequacy, From never meeting you.