I'm not good at anything
I can't stay committed
If I'm not amazing at it I don't see the point
I'm a quitter and I admit it

I'm not good at expressing myself
I'm too short to really do anything athletic
I'm not good in front of an audience
And my creativity is kind of pathetic

My poems are... whatever
And my social skills kind of ****
I'm really just a push over
And I can't help someone if I really don't give a ****

My attention span is inexcusable
And my memory is nonexistent
I'm too shy to confront my fears
And I'm to insecure to be persistent

I'm not good at anything
I'm not noticed at all
I was once looked up to and praised
But now a shattered porcelain doll

Thrown away and forgotten