And I know that you love me,
And I love you too
I pray you're proud of me
But I wish you knew
I know that you love me
But sometimes i think
What's left to love
In this godforsaken thing?
And I'm sorry, i know you love me
And heaven knows I love you too but
Sometimes you make me feel I'm wrong
And I need to be better than my best
Sometimes I think I'm defined
But the grade I got in that test
Sometimes you make me want to be
Someone that I would hate
sometimes i think we share no more
than sheer luck or fate
Sometimes I think you deserve better than me
Someone better than a crybaby
Nothing I do will ever overdo your love
But nothing I do is ever enough.
it's never enough
it's never enough
it's never enough
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: nothing worse than a person who makes you feel not enough and too much
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Comments2
When expectations exceed one's possibilities there is nothing worse for the ego. Well written
SYLVA, what a painfully powerful poem. You capture the terrible contradiction of feeling deeply loved yet continually measured...until affection begins to feel inseparable from failure. This truly moved me, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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