The Universe

I am just this tiny little person
in the universe.
When I lay on my back at night
and look out at a thousand stars,
I feel even smaller.
But when you focus on me,
I am bigger than life itself.
You barely know me,
but you give me so much credit
for the person I can be,
rather than the person I am.
I struggle to align the two.
Who I am and who I could be.
Yet you see it so clearly.
You forgive my past
and embrace my present
because it leads
to the future you see.
The future is you and me.
The present is me and you.
I struggle.
I want to be this person you see
but I don’t know how.
I figure I have few chances
and I try each time.
But in the end,
is it more me or more you
who shapes our future?