I want people to applaud me,
appreciate the things I do,
call for me when needed;
I want to be wanted.

It's a plane,
it's a bird,
no;
it's just me.

I want to be something I will never be,
something that everyone else wants of me,
I want to be brave, wanted, and selfless,
but I can't.

There's something holding me back,
an invisible force,
telling me I'm not good enough,
I'll never be good enough.

So what will I be?
Will I be brave and selfless,
a hero?
Good enough?

None of the above,
I will be held back,
that invisible force will hold me,
hold me until it wins.

It will make me hate myself,
I'll cry,
that same empty feeling in my chest,
and I'll accept being defeated.

I want to be brave,
a hero,
selfless,
and wanted.

But I will lose.