Never Good Enough
A poetic wonder of my worth
No matter what I do it’s like I never do enough.
Though I did what I could enough. It wasn’t good enough.
Desperately chased their validation to an unhealthy situation.
Now all that’s left is me having over extended the best of me.
Recieved the pats on the back and the seemingly grateful chatter.
One Faldo move later and none it even mattered.
It’s like the ones who end up doing the most over pursuing the most.
The end result is you end up losing the most.
Nothing left to lose. Oh how the pain forever is tough.
Especially for the tired soul who feels like they’re never good enough.
About the Creator
Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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