Never Am Good Enough

Never Am Good Enough

A Poem by julia.
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Your always good enough. dont believe anything else.

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Wake up!

Good morning.

Your late, yet again.

Why, cuz I’m not good enough.

Hurry up.

Get ready.

Only 5 minutes left.

Why, cuz I’m not good enough.

Your useless.

Says she.

As I run down the stairs.

Why, cuz I’m not good enough.

I wish I could be.

Away.

Just now.

Hurry up, cuz I’m not good enough.

Tears flow down my cheeks.

Quiet.

And free.

Hurry up, cuz I’m not good enough.

I wipe me eyes.

So you.

Wont see.

Hurry up, cuz I’m not good enough.

I hide in the bushes.

To skip.

The bus.

To prove, that I’m not good enough.

The yellow vehicle goes by.

I jump.

And run.

To prove, that I’m not good enough.

To the brook behind.

My house.

I run.

To prove, that I’m not good enough.

I arrive with my bag.

And my small.

Evil plan.

To scream, that I’m not good enough.

I sit down on the stones.

And plan.

My next move.

To scream, that I’m not good enough.

I start to rethink.

NO!

Shut up.

To scream, that I’m not good enough.

I unzip my bag.

And pull out.

Some metal.

Because to you, ill never be good enough.

I turn it over in my hand.

And feel up.

The trigger.

Because to you, ill never be good enough.

I place the cold on my tongue.

And point the barrel up.

A sudden bang.

Because to you, ill never be good enough.

My body lies limp.

With a red halo.

Round my head.

Since in the end, I never was good enough.

 

© 2009 julia.


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damn! creepy. i liked it tho, but creepy! this was pretty intense tho and you painted a CLEAR picture! well done

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