You can tell me 1000 times
Just how great I am
Keep going on
I love the praises
But you know,
Good just isn't good enough for me
maybe that's why I'm so unhappy
Feeling like there's a higher level to be met
And if I'm not there yet
My logic is that I suck
It doesn't make sense
I know
But I just don't feel pretty enough
Or smart enough
To be worthy of people's praises
Wish I could just be proud
Honestly I still don't see a reason to be
Hope this is just not taking my meds taking
Because this is driving me cra-zy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem