So I Wasn’t Good Enough After All

Feeling so nauseas, I have been constricted
When she told me
Who would have known
I wasn’t good enough after all

I’m not the attractive one in this mess
 but she has always been
When she told him
Even he agreed
I wasn’t good enough after all

I wanted it to work out so badly
I don’t think you understand how
If you cared
you’d let me forgive you
and we’ll watch the days go by

Don’t tell me if I am angry or not
I’ll see it as a personal flaw anyway
When she told me
I knew even then
I wasn’t good enough after all

The End

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