Missing Every Shot

Here's a little bit on feeling frustrated when I can't seem to reach my goals.

Why can't I live the life I want to live?
Why can't I touch even the clouds
When I reach for the stars?
Is it because I lack strength?
Is my power hidden too deep inside
For me to find?

Why is it that I fall behind the rest?
Why is it that I am always
At the bottom of the podium?
Frustrated tears cloud my eyes
As I desperately fight to keep up
In the race.

In the bulls-eye that is my story
And my struggles,
I miss every shot.
I often assume my arrows are all bent,
But maybe the truth is
My aim is off.