Why do I feel this?
People made me this way.
I wish I could believe it,
but everyone proves it,
that I'm not good enough.
I see it in their eyes.
I hear it through their voices.
My weakness is,
that I'm slowly starting to believe it.
I'm not good enough,
I never will be.
They show me,
they tell me.
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