Get Your Premium Membership

Small

You feel Small To the world, Tiny and Unremarkable You feel Miniscule In the Role that You play You feel Unimportant And that In the grand Scheme of Things, you Don’t really matter Your life Is not needed And you feel You do nothing You try to See the life You want But it’s Like looking Through a Keyhole, Too small To go through, But large Enough to See a Better life, The life You seek Is out of Your reach, No matter How hard You try You can Work so hard While others Are just Given things And no Matter How long You may Work, in The end You will Never have The great life You want So life is Unfair and Favors some Over others, The balances Are tipped In their favor And you Start to Tip towards The end of Your suffering Written on March 13, 2020

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things