My Path

Either way you look at it, I may win or lose.

This is simply my path.

Will I be losing myself or finding myself?

As I throw myself into my work

I am hoping, praying for a better future...

Never knowing if it will be good enough

But if I don't try something, anything

All I will ever be is nothing

The voices whisper telling me that I am losing,

Not quite enough to be independent but

without trying, I will have already failed.

So here I am, not good enough

But that I am, just the way I should be, simply trying.