my life as well as theirs (poems)

good enough

everyday is the

same old thing

nothing is ever

good enough

when you see me

the same old

comments

I am used to

them by now

but they still

hurt me

everytime

you say them

my heart is

completly

broken

beyond repair

becuase i will

never be good

enough for you

since i was 3

i was never

good enough

will that ever change

will i ever finally truelly

be something

you will be proud to

call your daughter

well by the

look of the last i dont

know how many

years in my

life

the answer will

always and forever

be NO