Insignificance

Insignificance is a big word.

On Sunday, it

signified my feelings,

my hopes, my thoughts. 

The skills I had,

at first appearing

promising, were reneged.

The fact that I had

work and a life

that I needed to

get back to was

nothing.  It didn't

matter how hungry

or tired I was. 

I was expected

to be better than I

could be.  What ego

I had was being

lessened by the minute.

Your contempt made me small.

You must be bigger to overcome it.

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