Sometimes I think about myself,
About what I could be,
If only I could do it,
If I believed in me.

My self esteem is pitiful,
My ego barely there,
So I put up a solid wall,
And act like I don't care.

I do have dreams,
They're magical,
And utterly,
Fantastical.

But they're just that,
Unachievable dreams,
Someone else could achieve them,
Anyone but me.