I'll never be the prettiest, the smartest, the fastest
Always falling short, just another face in the vastness
Each step forward seems a struggle, an endless test
It won't matter how hard I try, there will always be someone better, someone stronger, someone nicer
My efforts seem in vain, lost in life's relentless throng
Echoes of inadequacy, a melancholy song
A never-ending race in the darkness
Fatigue growing by the second
I will never win, I'll run till I die
Chasing shadows in the night
weariness my only friend
An endless marathon
where hope and strength begin to bend
I stare in my broken mirror all day long wishing I was beautiful
I stare at my phone wishing I could be more intelligent
I run to hurt because I'll never be the quickest
Reflections of my flaws haunt me
a silent, cruel refrain
Longing for a beauty I can't claim
a mind beyond my pain
The sensation takes over my mind
Always plagued by thoughts of not being enough,
My thoughts, my mind, my heart, my soul won't be good enough for you or for me
A constant torment, these doubts entwined,
In this relentless storm, my spirit pays the toll,
Believing that my worth will never make me whole
I crave validation that will never be given,
I doubt my friends, I doubt my life,
Nothing will be good enough no matter how hard to try
Not being enough is the only thing that will stay.
A haunting truth that lingers, day by day
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