Some times I wonder.. what am I?

I look at the stars and feel very small,

just a tiny consciousness.

but if I were tall as a planet,

I would still be short in comparison to the universe.

I see a person twice my size,

and I feel weak and fragile.

but if I were strong and powerful,

I would still not be invincible.

I see a painting by the hand of a genius,

I feel inexperienced and ignorant.

but if I were the greatest artist alive,

it would not make me love what I do any more or less.

I see blood running from a wound of another,

and I feel a fearing chill deep within.

but if I walked this world with bravery,

it would not make things less dangerous.

I see a baby innocent and naive,

and I feel cynical and jaded.

but if I saw through untainted eyes all my life,

it would not make the world a better place.

I see a rain drop, tear of the sky.

and I feel ugly and unsightly.

but if I were as beautiful as rain,

it would not make me crystal clear inside.

There are children with tears.

mother's with bruises,

people worse off than dead.

I wonder if I am just lucky or if the world was cruel.

but even if the world was kind or if I were dying too.

there would still be suffering.

I weep all night, I live in nightmares,

I loose myself thinking of such things.

But even if I could right every wrong

if I could run faster,

or jump higher,

or be stronger,

it would not make me better or happier.

With what I have, I'll do what I can

and like what I do.