I know it seems like my life's not rough
But why is it I'm never good enough
Why can I bust my **** and nobody is proud
I can write all day, but I can't erase this cloud

When I learn one song, I have to know three others
When I'm down and drained mentally I can't recover

So I place on a brave face and try to remain tough
A nagging doubt remains. "You aren't good enough!"
No matter what vice I avoid, or pain that subsides
I want nothing more some days than to lay down and cry

Even though my life hasn't been too rough
It always seems, I'm not good enough