Burning

What should I do, I keep wailing

Trying to get this world to let me go sailing

But I keep failing

Keep failing to make something of my crying

I keep trying

But nothing seems to work

Everything puts me back a step

I got no pep, only ambition

And sometimes even that feels like fiction

I'm not sure what to do anymore with this diction

I keep writing and it feels like no one can hear me

I keep casting out hoping people are biting

But they're all fighting against the lying

That they can't see me

I go invisible and sometimes I just want to appear

But like a makeup smear, I only appear behind closed doors

I appear with the tears and fears

I want to be something

And maybe that's my mistake and I'm misfiring

Because I'm burning on a pyre looking at the fire

I'm the fire