I feel in my heart as though I am meant for something,
Meant to do something-
Something great and holy and whole.
Sometimes I feel this in the hollow of my chest,
Sometimes it is alive, pushing,
Aching to be realized.
While often -
I am plagued by self-doubt,
I find myself always wondering where it was
I learnt to believe that maybe
I deserved a place among the greats,
Where this kind of arrogance came from.
I am stuck in this awful paradigm,
Where some days,
I believe that I could be a hero
I am struggling to save myself.