A Poem I Wrote

[Verse]
I never was happy when I said I was
I never lied
I just thought I was
But as life went on and the nights grew long
I,I begin to feel otherwise
It was no one to blame, no one fault but mines
But I couldn't stop askin' myself
Why?
Why didn't anyone hear my cry?
Why didn't anyone hear my lies when I told them I just needed time?
Time to sleep
Time to think
But never enough time to find who I was and who I wanted to be
I'm always so hard on myself
I could knit a perfect sweater and still say It could be better
I could write a perfect song and still feel something's wrong
Why is it not enough?
See people often talk about a glass being half full or half empty
Well I ask
Why does it have to be a glass
Why do you limit me?
Of course anything physical has limitations
You bend a stick and eventually you'll break it
But my spirit
See this spirit has no limitations
And it's been around for many generations
But only time will tell how much longer till it's recognized