it's not good enough, she said
okay, I replied
I did it again
it wasn't good enough this time either
so I gave her a smile and I did it again
my hand was aching, my fingers limp
I'll do it again
it still wasn't enough
the ink is smudged
the angle is weird
the line is curvy
will it ever be enough?
maybe someday
YOU ARE READING
Wonders
PoetryPoems written by me for you (cover: free background from google, edited)
