I'm struggling
to become what you always wanted me to be
to remember the way I felt
when you whispered my name
You always told me
you love the way I am
and that I should not change
but in the end
you told me I wasn't enough.
I'm struggling
to define myself
to escape the old me
to be better
and good enough.
You always told me
you will always love me
with all those flaws
little imperfections
but in the end
you pointed them out
and left.
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
I'm struggling
to become what you always wanted me to be
to remember the way I felt
when you whispered my name
You always told me
you love the way I am
and that I should not change
but in the end
you told me I wasn't enough.
I'm struggling
to define myself
to escape the old me
to be better
and good enough.
You always told me
you will always love me
with all those flaws
little imperfections
but in the end
you pointed them out
and left.
