Mystery

If you've lost self-confidence,
Just look at me.
I told you I would do the best I can,
And the best has eluded me.

Or did I do it and it just fell short,
And my capabilities lack virility?
My power to create something new may be old,
And withering before I had chance to procreate.

Or that may not be true, life is so much longer,
For people now, and besides one need never give up.
Though chances are your past can decree your future,
Your past may not yet been yet fully developed.

And it's alright,
If you've given up on the mystery,
Of life, that says that anything can still happen,
And that we still do not know everything.