Just knowing that
I'm not good enough
Just tears me apart
Just destroys me
I don't want to
Live this life if I'm not good enough
For anyone
I try to be more than I am
I try to make others happy
Though I am not
Does that make me a good person?
It's obvious I'm upset,
so why isn't anyone doing anything?
Only a few friends have offered real help
If that
I have to sit here and
Just stare at everyone,
See their smiles
But everyday
I have to sit here and
Look from afar
But I've learned to cope with that
Learned to live in hell
