That's who I am I feel like and probably will remain
You don't read about mortals becoming Immortals so... you remain a mortal and die as one
Everyday is a walk like Mortal amongst Immortals who are better than you in everything Goddy Omnipotent freaks
I won't ever be an Immortal I will be just another derogatory mortal
Under-estimated Under-defined and just not worth it
While the Immortals will steal all the glory that I give them and they will shun me more because you know MORTAL
You cannot live in a world like this. You just can't.
It's too much
The Immortals are just good at everything and will remain so and be jealous of a mortal a foreigner a regular kid.
If the poem is not able to express my emotions of being left out and always being considered a person in the wings of a stage who has the glory but is stolen from him.
I don't know how else to express this mess of emotions which hurt me everyday and the pain which I just have to trudge through because no one wants to listen. Just another regular mortal in a world of Immortals.