Not meant for me

The head on my shoulders can't look into anyone's eyes,
wish I was good at keeping my own disguise.
Patience is my best friend for a reason because it listens,
it never promised me anything, it never told me anything is missing.
There's a reason why I am skeptical for half of the things in this world,
there's a reason why I believe more in sweat and blood.
You put in the effort and reap the results of what you put in,
but there's always the oversight of fate the day you begin.
Can you beat what has been already written for you the day you were born?
Can you find your way to the place where you are meant to belong?
I wish I knew the answers to these question just like you did,
and unpack all the mysteries like gifts by a little kid.
In the end I'll do whatever can be done by me to make it align,
just do your part and hope everything is gonna be fine.