Good Enough 5/3/2020
I think I’m pretty
enough.
I think I’m funny
enough.
I think I can carry a
conversation well
enough.
I think I’m a good catch.
Well, a good enough catch.
I think I’m bound to find him one
day. I know he will be
enough.
I’m crammed in between the
corners of my imagination and reality.
Straddling the lines between just
right and almost there.
Wedged between convincing
beginnings and suspicious conclusions.
Balancing acts of showing my true
colors and watching everyone strain to see its rainbow.
I think I’ve shown
enough.
I think I’ve dreamt long
enough.
I think I’ve done
enough.
I think I’ve always been almost
enough.
I think I’ve been through
enough
to know that I’ve had
enough
of wondering why being
enough
is never good
enough.
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