Not Good Enough

A death poem about not being good enough and wanting to just drift away into nothingness because you’re misunderstood and judged by so many
You can’t let them see the real you
they cant handle it
look in the mirror
even you don’t understand

The brown hair
grow it long
cut it short
color it whatever
its still a part of you
and therefore
isn’t good enough

Dark eyes
everyone sees them
but no one knows what they hold
the secrets of a thousand nights
cried till they could see no more

You were never good enough
they had better things to do
work here
help them
your on your own
even when they are home
your still alone

They never noticed you
buying you off counted as love
so you dreamed of love with no price tag
someone far
too far to hurt you
if they aren’t really there
they cant really leave

Now they judge you
say you’ve done wrong
they notice you now
now when you’re perfectly unperfect
you want love
but they give hate
you fucked up
you let them in
they messed with your head
your feelings and thoughts
everything you once knew
now lost

You knew they were bad
you knew they didn’t care
you knew about the fact that they were never there
but now they know the answers
to every little mess up
they point out all the bad things
and you miss being invisible

You said you wouldn’t do it
you would never let them in
but your guard was down
now they scream in your head
your thoughts are wrong
your choices are bad

They think your crazy
when they find one of your stories
or when you post something sad
should I not feel this way
this feeling is one that god lets us feel
so it cant be all bad

So I say to you
go away
let me be
when I needed someone most
there were only two that understood
he loved me and tried to help
she kept me on my toes
you don’t really like either one
you say you do
but I know the truth

You cant understand me
so you cant understand
why I chose him
you wont listen to me
so you don’t know why I listen to her
they are both my true family
through thick and thin
the only ones who listened
knew the truth
and cared

You never took the time
to really stop and look
why I was sad
why I didn’t want to wake up
never knowing me then
you will never know me now
I will continue to lie
you cant handle the truth
would you believe it?
or would you even really care?

By Cassie Voyles
Published: 9/10/2008
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