Discovery of Self

ME,
with all this vision,
all these talents I possess-
Am I wasting them,
or is my mind just a mess...?

ME 
with all this potential, this passion,
And all these possibilities inside
me-
The loose ends that 
don't get tied
never tide me over...

ME,
With all the makings 
for greatness
and all these successful traits,
still failing
at the simplest of tasks.

ME,
with all these mutable emotions,
and these shifting thoughts and feelings...
I can never pin them down,
but I wasn't built
to frown.

ME,
the person who's always 
holding court, never judges,
always listening tall, and coming up short.
Learning endlessly,
introspective, yet extroverted,
the one who's always worried about
everyone else first,
and self last.

Me, with tearless eyes,
and padded shoulders...

ME,
Always the listening ear,
always the shoulder to cry on...

ME...
MYSELF...
I...

Who am I, really?
And just what have I done 
so WRONG --
That I always fall flat on my face
In the moments when I most
need a helping hand?