Carey Jan 2014

not good enough to be alive
I could  just disappear and no one would know I was gone
Im the person who sitting in the corner
Cry themselves to sleep
hope and prayers that I die and never wake up

dreaming is the worst
I never know when dreams stop and real time begins

Carey
anonymous Nov 2014

I know you have been homeless all you're life but make my heart you're new home

T'yana Thomas Jun 2014

Is it me
The reason why i may not be good enough

Am I too given
Did I love you too much
This life I'm in doesn't seem worth living

Your phone rings and she answers
The reason why I may not be good enough

Just a thought

Lauren Beattie Oct 2013

I've been tired lately,
When I'm tired it shows up on my face,
And in my body language,
Like a bold flashing sign,
Topped with puffy eyes and weak shoulders,

I've been fighting lately,
With the world and with other people,
To be recognized for who I am now,
Not what I did before,
And I've been fighting with her too,

The old, younger me,
Caught up in her surroundings,
Too focused on what went wrong,
Never looking forward and so never moving on,
Who just wouldn't let up on me,

"You're not good enough,"
I know that,
"You're not good enough,"
Okay I know that, but,
"You're not good enough."

Well you know what?
That's not good enough.

I can't use that,
There is no benefit to that kind of thinking,

Fear of rejection,
Fear of success,
Those are not good enough reasons to keep me in critical condition,

Self-loathing is not good enough for me.
It's not good enough for anybody.

"You're not good enough."
Says who?

Jenna Cozart Jan 2015

"You aren't good enough" echos in my head, I can't silence it. I try to convince myself I am but the voice in my head echos louder "YOU ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH". I try to build myself up but there is always something there to knock me back down. I feel so lost.

Jason Mar 2015

Good morning,
Good morning,
The day's just begun.
May yours be filled
With much laughter and fun!

The original works and writings of Jason Deegan.
All Rights Reserved. ©2015

Its four am in the morning
And my thoughts wandered as they do
Found it sad to think
That you hate being you...

This is for my best friend who told me that he feels that he will never be good enough . I promised him that for every single day that i live will remind him every single day that he truly is good enough until he believes me.

Good-by, proud world, I'm going home,
Thou'rt not my friend, and I'm not thine;
Long through thy weary crowds I roam;
A river-ark on the ocean brine,
Long I've been tossed like the driven foam,
But now, proud world, I'm going home.

Good-by to Flattery's fawning face,
To Grandeur, with his wise grimace,
To upstart Wealth's averted eye,
To supple Office low and high,
To crowded halls, to court, and street,
To frozen hearts, and hasting feet,
To those who go, and those who come,
Good-by, proud world, I'm going home.

I'm going to my own hearth-stone
Bosomed in yon green hills, alone,
A secret nook in a pleasant land,
Whose groves the frolic fairies planned;
Where arches green the livelong day
Echo the blackbird's roundelay,
And vulgar feet have never trod
A spot that is sacred to thought and God.

Oh, when I am safe in my sylvan home,
I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome;
And when I am stretched beneath the pines
Where the evening star so holy shines,
I laugh at the lore and the pride of man,
At the sophist schools, and the learned clan;
For what are they all in their high conceit,
When man in the bush with God may meet.

Cameron Godfrey Feb 2012

The first step in, I want to step out
The first word spoken, I wanted to shout
The very first sentence, “life is so tough”
The very last breath, It just wasn’t good enough.

anothershrubbery Mar 2015

this
truth
a simple fact
i was not good enough
for something i have wanted
since i could remember how to covet
so you know what fuck me
i guess i am
not good
enough

Jessica Jun 2014

Sometimes I over think
Every single little thing

I wonder if anyone could ever love someone as different as me.

I get sad
I get mad
I get depressed
I get stressed

I fall apart

It tears me apart thinking I'll never be good enough for anyone.

Ell Nov 2015

All I want is to be enough.
I want to be skinny enough, tall enough, pretty enough.
All I want is to be enough.
I want to look in the mirror and not hate everything I see.
I want to wake up in the morning and not wish that I was still sleeping.
Because when you sleep, you escape reality.
And in reality I am not enough.

All I want is to be enough.

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