I see those around me
So successful, so confident
With interesting stories and interesting lives
I see their triumphs and their accolades
They rise up
And I stay stagnant
Nothing new, nothing remarkable
Safe, boring me
Where is my life going?
What am I doing that is special?
Even my accomplishments are trivial
The few things I can name as my own
So small, so insignificant
A tiny speck of space dust
In a universe of stars