Frustration. Merriam-Webster would define it as the act of frustrating; a deep chronic sense or state of insecurity and dissatisfaction arising from unresolved problems or unfulfilled needs. Dictionary.com defines it as a feeling of dissatisfaction, often accompanied by anxiety or depression, resulting from unfulfilled needs or unresolved problems.
Everyone, literally everyone, has there own frustrations. Others may have a lot.
For me. the greatest frustration is to write. Just to be able to write something inspiring, something funny, something uplifting, something informative, something unique and worth reading.
I admit that I am not the best writer nor am I a really good one. Average, maybe. During my high school years and early part of my college days, I used to write poems. It started as an assignment when I was in grade 6. I kinda was inspired on continuing to make poems so I made several others. But I felt bored when I was college. I don’t know why, exactly. The reason that I always thought was that my poems are not good enough. I don’t think that people would find it interesting or is worth the reader’s time. I wasn’t satisfied with how I wrote. I felt there is something missing. I could not barely express what is missing or what I need to do continue writing. I don’t see a point so to speak. It is like waiting for train on a bus stop.
Until now. I still feel that. It would probably take me more time to grab a pen and my notebook and make another poem. Just don’t feel like doing it right now.
Maybe someday I will post some of my poems. Who knows, somebody might like it. Who knows it might be you.
neelthak
