"I'm not good enough."
I learnt these words when I was five
At the age I should be playing with cars
Not counting my scars
"I'm not good enough."
I said pinching my stomach
Holding in my tears
Because of my biggest fears.
"I'm not good enough."
Hoping no one will open the door
Due to the flame against the frame.
and all I am is to blame
"I'm not good enough."
I cry to my mum as soon as I get home
I hate school
It makes me look like a fool
Now I've come to face it.
I will never be "good enough."
I get it you want someone beautiful
Someone tall,slim with big boobs and butt
But why aren't I good enough?
Is my stomach to disturbing for you?
Am I too heavy for you?
Is my appearance all that matters for you?
Imagine walking into a place feeling like your taking up too much space
So all you can do is pace
Cause your too fat to win a race.
Imagine having to apply a whole load of make-up
As soon as you wake up
Just to become.. fake.
Imagine running to the bathroom to cry
And just wanting to die
And when your mum asks you if your okay you just have to lie.
The term Good enough is a pile of shit
Now I have learnt to not fight but spit
Even if my pants have split.
I'm great in my own special way
So if you hate me please don't stay
Even if I am gay
My body is unique
so if you say something about it I will just turn my cheek
and I will not let your words define my week.
My rolls and my edges are mine
And are just fine
I will shine.
So it's okay because..
"I am good enough"
