In the quiet of the night, I ponder my place,
Echoes of doubt linger, a haunting embrace.
The weight of insignificance presses tight,
A heavy heart wrestles, searching for light.

Among the stars, I seem but a speck,
My dreams, once vivid, now seem to wreck.
Every step forward feels like a stumble,
My spirit, once mighty, now starts to crumble.

In mirrors, reflections of failures appear,
Whispering voices, feeding my fear.
Yearning for purpose, I seek and I strain,
But all that I grasp is heartache and pain.

Yet deep within, a flicker remains,
A hope that one day, I’ll break these chains.
Worthless no more, I’ll rise and reclaim,
The essence of me, my soul’s true name.