Enjoy My Crys Poem by SarahLouise Malone

I can taste victory,
nearly in my clutch
but then, suddenly
you come and scream
doubt into my innocent ears
you say I'm not good enough
shutting you out is, to you,
another weakness,
you swim in my tears
as if they were
sweet salty ridden victory.


hate the word I've come to know
Help the first word i muttered
yet these words you enjoy
when i shout them
you splendour in the passionate
yelping i take part in
and you watch smiling



when will i be good enough
how can i show you what I do
is real and I wan't you to
be proud of all I've done
when will i be good enough

......
When?