yesterday i was calling myself
a loser in so many words
and then my sister said
i'm just a loser i guess 
it runs in the family
we need someone to tell us
we're not a loser and even
are loved
and then someone who
did not know i'm a loser said
something real good and
i felt real good feeling that
which i rarely give myself
i always ponder why
and i'm always left pondering why
someone who had a lot of power
had to say that to me 
long ago 
but i'll give myself this
i learned the strength 
in weakness, and the failure
of power 
in the world reveals 
this
hidden strength