Never good enough
You criticize me at every turn I take.
No matter what, you leave a trail of guilt in your wake.
Never good enough even until the very end,
so I get up for another day of pretend.
Even though we both know,
my happiness is just for show.
After all,
I am never good enough, to not take the fall.
No matter what I do,
The days without sorrow are very few.
In the end it doesn't matter,
you never go for the latter.
I wonder, do you know how it feels,
to never feel good enough?
In truth you never could,
though you should.
You should know how it feels to never be good enough.
