i remain a pebble

u know that feeling of always having to fight for something? like, nothing is ever easy.... but then u dont know exactly how long u can keep on fighting for what's yours... that feeling sucks... n when u put so much effort into something, u would like to know what u're getting back in return, rite? it's tough feeling like u're constantly a pebble in someone's shoes... esp when u should be in a position where u really arent supposed to be a pebble... n then u see how everyone else gets something... but there u are, being pushed back down the line... n how can u not wonder? how can u not feel like a pebble? it just baffles me how much ive pushed myself to get into that glass box... but here i am, still in the same spot... outside the glass looking in... n im supposed to be ok... to be happy... to just be merry... how is that even possible? understanding n patience, that's what everybody says... but hey, i gave all there is to give, and so much more... yet, i remain stationary... i am still the pebble with my voice silent and unheard...

i deserve everything that u hv to offer
every little thing
im the one
not the rest of the world
me
i should be the first in line