Sometimes

Sometimes, I think

I can do

anything,

as if I could

do something

meaningful with my life

I pretend

for a brief moment

that maybe I have a purpose

instead of

pointlessly

taking up space

until I die

Then I remember

what has

always been said

and I remind myself

“You're not special,

You're not special at all”

Sometimes,

I remember that

I can't do

anything

So why

do I

even try?