me, i tremble like a hill on a fault line

i feel like
i would like
to be somewhere else doing something that matters
and i’ll admit here
while I sit here
my mind wastes away and my doubts start to gather
what’s the purpose
it feels worthless
so unwanted
like i’ve lost all my value
i can’t find it
not in the least bit
and i’m just scared--so scared that i’ll fail you

and sometimes i think that i’m not any good at all
and sometimes i wonder why
why i’m even here at all
But then You assure me
i’m a little more than useless
and when i think that i can’t do this
You promise me that i’ll get through this
and do something right
do something right for once.