Progress

I’m feeling left behind
By my peers, my friends, and life
They pass me by
Yet, here I am living, moving, surviving
I just want to move forward
No matter how small the steps

I’ve had to work harder, and longer, and smarter, and stronger
Just to keep up, some people have raw talent
Potential friends, potential comrades, potential connections
They just move past, not giving a second to look my way

To see me
To hear me
To listen to me
No one
Absolutely no one
Some people just look past me

At some point I just gave up, I believed that
Maybe I was someone not worth listening to

Friends come and go
The effects of those connections
They stay
They either make you better
Or keep you up at night
Haunting you
Keeping you
Awake, restless, pained

Most of all
Feeling absolutely worthless
I feel lost and just want to be found
I’ve done my fair share of searching, longing, pining
For a permanent few

I actually found a permanent few
I’m done with searching, and longing, and pining
To be found and part of something
I strive to make people see their worth
I don’t feel pained, restless, uneasy

I still do but much less
They’ve kept me safe
I’ll do the same
They made me sane
They made me better and I to them
Friends may come and go
The connections oh I’ll never regret

I felt left behind
By my peers, my friends, and life
They pass me by
Yet, Here I am, moving, living, thriving
I’m finally moving forward
Slow and steady, good for progress