Why Am I Not Satisfied? (Poem)

Over the past years, I've been relatively successful, most would agree.
I've been captain of football, won the leadership award, and got a 25 on my ACT.
It seems most would be jealous, and even want to be me.
So why am I not satisfied?

I've been tempted by death and I still lead a life.
Things people could only dream of, I've done these things twice.
I've been that person people lean on when they need advice.
So why am I not satisfied?

I've succeeded where others failed.
Triumphed where none have prevailed.
I've sail where none have sailed.
So why am I not satisfied?

I am not satisfied because I have not tried
I walked in the water, while others have dived
If you put your success by your ambition, and drive
set them up as a fraction and chose to divide
Will you be happy at what you see, or respond like I've?
And at the end of the day, be not satisfied?