Fragile

When exasperated I become exhausted.

With the flick of a switch I am dim.

Trying my hardest to illuminate.

I disappoint the sun, I will never compare.

I am bright enough to be noticed but never appreciated.

Even a wax candle is more outstanding unlit.

When a storm makes landfall, I am hopeless.

All the assistance in the word cannot make me brighter.

I am failing.