Fight It Poem by Aaron Stokes

Am I good enough?
I can not answer this question
This life is rough, but I have to act tough, like I can do this. I can not let people know that I'm doubtful, perhaps I should be greatful.

But I can not be greatful when I can not even do the most simple things. I want to be king but this thing just won't stop ringing in my head.

The question does not stop, it won't go away. Please just go away, you don't have to stay you don't have to make me this way so why do you persist the thought that I won't be good enough anyway?

Maybe it's true, maybe I'm not tough, but I have to try. I have to do this, I can't just sit and cry until my hope is all dry because my hope is all I have left to make me fly.

I am not good enough, but that doesn't mean I can't try. You persist but I always resist. You try to take out my light, but here I am taking flight. You have no confidence that I might, but that doesn't mean I can't put up a fight.