Once again, before you get mad and hate me (for other reasons, okay, but not about this poem!), this is the way I imagine a self-centered person might think!
I’m always a dollar short and a day late
Other people’s success is something I hate
I try to be gracious but it’s only an act
I try to be positive, but I lack the tact
Why can’t it be me getting all the accolades?
Why can’t others’ marvel at something I’ve said?
Why is it always the other person who wins?
Why, because life doesn’t want me to begin
to have good luck on the creative stage
Why, when I see others’ win, it throws me into a rage
Why can’t it be me up there in the spotlight?
Why is getting recognition always such a fight?
Why, because I have nothing but bad luck
I’ll tell you, constantly finishing second sure does suck!
Why can’t others’ see the genius in me?
Why can’t anyone else see what I so clearly see?
Fine! I guess I’m all alone
in seeing the genius in the works that I’ve done
Why is it me who’s always taking the gas pipe?
I’ve never gotten the recognition I’m due, in my entire life
Someday soon, people will wake up and realize
they had a genius in their midst, the whole damn time!
© Copyright 2016 Mike Stevens. All rights reserved.
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