Sometimes I wonder what I want in life?
I have so much potential,
And so much charisma.
But I am letting it all to waste.
I look at my flaws.
I obsess,
and downplay my strength,
because of my low confidence.
My fears.
My regrets.
They cloud my vision,
Until I am blind.
I wonder aimlessly through glasses wondering where I will fit in.
My wonders are nothing.
I do not fit in.
I have many to confide in.
But I cannot.
The possibilities of running are inevitable.
My mind is a scary place.
I am alone to dwell on my flaws.............
Mahfooz Ali
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/font-color-dark-violet-b-sometimes/
