Never Good Enough
My mind is aching
My hands are shaking
From the constant barrage
Of silent whispers
Looking in the mirror
Seeing fragments of myself
Picked apart & scrutinized
Since childhood
Never good enough for my parents
Never good enough for myself
Lost
I venture
Wearing thin
Until I accept who I am
I'll never be made whole
I'll never feel good again.
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