Tristan Robert Lange
Enough
I will never be enough.
Doesn’t matter how I look—
Whether big or very small,
No matter how short or tall—
I have so been through it all
And it has been very rough.
I won’t ever be enough,
No matter what I will say.
It could be straight or a joke,
It could be nice, sweetly spoke,
Yet even when I don’t choke,
I’m at fault for all this stuff.
I said, “I won’t be enough!”
No one dared bother to look.
No matter how loud I’d care,
Whether I am here or there,
Or missing from everywhere—
Isolation’s peak is rough.
No, I’ll never be enough—
No matter what, it is true.
No matter who is out there,
With all their dark plots laid bare—
Their opinions, they all share—
But for me, I am enough.
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