Good enough or never enough
They eat us alive, pick at our carcass
Until there is nothing left.
Hearts dissolved from dangerous chemicals.
Poison in our lungs, huge clouds engulfing.
Needles in our arms and powder on our noses.
Metal against the skin, liquid dripping
Anything to take away the pain
Of never being good enough,
Bending over porcelain,
Last night’s dinner is gone.
Shaky with a wet face,
Buried in a blanket, trying to forget,
All the torment from our thoughts.
Sticks and stones become our body,
Brains leave from one ear out the other,
On top of a roof, ready to jump.
Anything to take away the pain,
Of never being good enough,
One final drink, with twenty little oval snacks,
A final toast,
Here’s to never being good enough.