I can't.

A leader in the future?

I'm sorry, I'm afraid not.
I'm simply
not good enough
miss the mark
imperfect.

I question too much.
I expect too much.
I say too much.
(I write too much.)

I will stumble all the younglings.
I don't know too many things.

I
am not even sure of
my
own
faith.

And the worst part?
I admit to them.
I show it all.

Sorry.
I don't think I am
the person you are looking for.

I don't even have a halo on my head.