ENOUGH
I though what you gave me was love,
But now I see you only made me hate myself for not being
Good enough.
Close enough.
Old enough.
Smart enough.
Pretty enough.
Now enough is enough.
It’s time for you to take a step back
hold the mirror shoulder high.
Look yourself in the eye
Tell me what I’ve been looking for all this time.
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