Let's try like this.

If it's okay you don't have to worry

But what's ok?

Is okay ok, or OK?

I mean, is it normal to feel ok

even when your mistakes comes like punches in your stomach?

And there's you standing up asking for more.

I'm nothingness

I'm deep as the sea and large as a knife

Or that's my heart where everything converges into

 Million times me

And no answer, no reply from myself

when the topic is "what to do next?"

I'm not seeing myself as anything, maybe it's the years that it takes

Maybe it's the experience, learning, always learning

But, what makes another one decisions better than mine?

is it experience only?

Readiness?

I'll never be enough

This is the only thing that never changes

Being "good"or "bad"

Sick or normal

To live is to not be ready.

Not that I know how

I just wish

and it fades away...