I haven't been here
in awhile.
To feel as I do tonight.
A single act,
or an act not taken.
It's just me.
You would think
I would be used to it by now.
The amount of times
these things happen.
The same things,
over and over.
I guess my company
isn't good enough.
I guess I am not worth it.
Maybe I deserve it.
Yet I bend over backwards,
trying to appeal,
keeping my word,
even when I don't want to.
Tyring to put others before me,
even in the small things.
I do try,
even when I crash and burn.
Yet it seems this is
and will always be
a one way street.
From the small things,
to the great ones.
I guess I am
just different