Frustrations

I don't know how to write
a good story so well
Everytime I have tried
I always seem to fail.

Sheets of paper remain untouched
Oh big ambition! It is all too much
To dream of success, I 'm such a fool
to believe I could reach it at all.

Fantastic ideas, I have plenty
Mistakes and errors, I commited many
Words are my friends, but grammar is my enemy
confidence and success are the source of my envy.

Dreams became so distant and out of reach
I feel so down, lonely and incompetent
I am sinking in waves of doubt and judgement
but I promise myself, someday I'm gonna make it!