Sometimes you never feel good enough.
That everyone hates you.
Is judging for the expression you wear,
Or the shoes on your feet,
The clothes on your body,
Your music taste and how well you can make friends.
I get that all the time.
Never feeling good enough defines my darkest thoughts.
The shadows that cling to the invisible mass of my very mind.
Will I ever be good enough?
Will my expression ever be pretty enough?
My shoes expensive enough?
My clothes hip enough?
The music and friends pop enough?
Then these thoughts clear sometimes.
Sometimes.