I am...

Am I good enough?

Is there something wrong with me?

Why am I always being ignored?

Am I invisible?

Why do they all flock to her

and not me?

Am I not pretty enough?

Funny enough?

Outgoing enough?

Am I too tall?

Too black?

Is my hair too big?

My nose too wide?

My lips too full?

Is my face too bare?

My chest too small?

My skirt too long?

Am I good enough?

When I look in the mirror I see

an independant, confident, happy 

free spirited





and intelligent young woman.

Maybe they can't see it right now,

but they will see it soon.

But for right now

I am good enough.

I am good enough

for me.


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