There’s more times than I can count
That I’ve wondered whether I was enough.
That I’ve wondered if I was good.
I can’t create art that people fall in love with
I can’t be there to support those I love
I can’t be pretty or smart or socially acceptably good.
I don’t know why
I really don’t
Sometimes I feel like
I’m not trying hard enough
And sometimes I feel like
I’m trying too hard
For something that can’t happen
So tell me,
For all that I love,
Am I enough?
Am I good?
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 8:15 AM UTC
There’s more times than I can count
That I’ve wondered whether I was enough.
That I’ve wondered if I was good.
I can’t create art that people fall in love with
I can’t be there to support those I love
I can’t be pretty or smart or socially acceptably good.
I don’t know why
I really don’t
Sometimes I feel like
I’m not trying hard enough
And sometimes I feel like
I’m trying too hard
For something that can’t happen
So tell me,
For all that I love,
Am I enough?
Am I good?
