NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
Why is it so close, so near to me?
This question I so harshly fear…
Why do I always think about the things I can do nothing about Now!
Is there something wrong with me?
Something there: that I cannot see?
Is the answer staring me in the face?
Will I, won’t I ever replace this feeling of inadequacy
Creeping, crawling all over and inside of me?
How can I not feel good enough?
Why wasn’t I up to snuff?
Could I have made better decisions?
Don’t we all need those little permissions?
What can I do better?
That will one day allow me to let her…
Be a wife and a mother, and stop asking those questions, and stop feeling so god damned smothered!
Why is it so close, so near to me?
This question I so harshly fear…
Why do I always think about the things I can do nothing about Now!
Is there something wrong with me?
Something there: that I cannot see?
Is the answer staring me in the face?
Will I, won’t I ever replace this feeling of inadequacy
Creeping, crawling all over and inside of me?
How can I not feel good enough?
Why wasn’t I up to snuff?
Could I have made better decisions?
Don’t we all need those little permissions?
What can I do better?
That will one day allow me to let her…
Be a wife and a mother, and stop asking those questions, and stop feeling so god damned smothered!
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