sometimes i feel
like i don’t belong
i’m not a part
of the song
that everyone
seems to know
and i wonder
if i’ll ever know
how to sing again
you see i’m not quite sure
what’s deep inside
i’m not quite sure
that i’m all right
i’m not quite sure
if i
matter
did i ever
matter
hey world
i wonder
if it’s okay with you
to quietly say
i’m not okay
i’m sad
and
don’t
know
why
i’m mad
and even when i try
to find some rest
all i find
is just a mess
i’m just a mess
so i still will pray
peace be still
God please
invade my heart
and my will
and let me see
what you see
in me
and rest
i am a mess
but i’ll rest
in You
i’ll rest
in You
rutakintome pictures 
Thoughtful poem with a sentiment I sometimes feel myself. As I age I realize how insignificant I am.
Exactly… age…a sense of a loss of influence… not despair, or a loss of hope, but embracing new limits. Thanks for stopping by.