My entire life I have felt like I am a step behind-
-last to be picked for a team
-last one to finish a race
-last years clothes from the clearance rack
-last to be invited
-last to get a date
-last to join
-last to love
Everything in my life has always been a struggle.
Nothing has ever come easy.
I look around and see everyone with things and lives I want.
Why is this my life? Why have I been hurt more than I have been loved? Why do I draw to people who hurt me?
What did I do wrong?
---maybe if I were thinner
---maybe if I were prettier
---maybe if I were richer
---maybe if I were smarter
---maybe if I were a boy
---maybe if I gave in
---maybe if I hadn't
---maybe if I conformed
---maybe if I would have been a leader
---maybe if I weren't me
Maybe one day I will get the things I dreamed of.
Maybe one day I will get the man I prayed for.
Maybe one day I will get the family I hoped for.
Maybe one day I will at least love me- even if no one else will.