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Truly Great Enough


I’ve grown old and tired

Hearing it around me

To those who put in no work at all

They wouldn’t know what it takes

To be truly great

I work so hard, day in, day out

Hardly even sleep

Boy what I’d do to be great

For someone to realize one day

The amount of work it takes

Trying to be truly great

 

Oh, I really can be.

 

The once familiar words

The ones used to build my shallow home

Becoming slowly unknown

To be truly great

I’ve known what it takes

Every step of the way

To work harder, when you can’t

Be better than you were

And never hang your head in defeat

For someone, one day

Will finally see

 

I really can be.

 

Dig me out of my shallow home

Pull me away from the foul sounds

The can’ts, nevers, and ever’s

The not good enoughs

All I’ve ever been is almost

Stuck in second place

 

But I really can be.

 

Push myself away from it all

Cut the string at the last sound

Taking all the weight it can take

To only finally break

Hearing one last not good enough

To force the great enough inside

Break me into first place

 

I have become.

 

I’ve become good enough

But it’s never enough

I must be truly great

Build myself a castle

Shielding me from the hate

An impenetrable fortress


I will be.

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