The feelings that creep in
after pouring my heart and soul into a piece
knowing how ****** my writing style is
but hoping it will resonate with someone
i scroll to the front page
to see hundreds of likes and positive comments.
scrolling back to my latest work, 1 like. 0 comments.
and the voice that repeats in my head like a mantra
your not good enough
you're not good enough
you're not good enough
until I believe it.
knowing my poems will collect dust
untouched for generations
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 11:29 PM UTC
The feelings that creep in
after pouring my heart and soul into a piece
knowing how ****** my writing style is
but hoping it will resonate with someone
i scroll to the front page
to see hundreds of likes and positive comments.
scrolling back to my latest work, 1 like. 0 comments.
and the voice that repeats in my head like a mantra
your not good enough
you're not good enough
you're not good enough
until I believe it.
knowing my poems will collect dust
untouched for generations
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