unwanted

i cannot find a place to fit in…
i am just like a speck of dust…floating around…settling down on a shelf somewhere for a brief moment in time…then the wind comes…and then i’m off floating around again…
hoping that i will find somewhere to land on…
but then…the wind, it comes…and i keep floating on…not finding a place to land…
i sometimes see myself landing….oh look, another surface to land on!…and then just before i land the gust of wind comes and off i go again…
i’m so tired…i want to land somewhere…and i want the raindrops to come and pour and then i will be wet and heavy and will stick there and not float around…because heavy wet dust doesn’t get blown away by the wind…
but no… the dry wind keeps picking me up time and time again and i keep floating here and there, never finding a place to belong, never finding a place to fit in, never finding a place to land…
and i keep floating on.
when will this end?
why does it even happen?
and that is why i so strongly believe and think that i am truly never good enough.