Ourselves

A poem about wishing to be good enough.

We are never good enough for what you want
Nor do we live up to your lofty standards
You put us down every chance you get
Never letting us explain
We wish we could be what you wanted
But we never will, Perfection eludes us
Like ghosts in the darkness
You makes us feel unwanted and unloved
Yet you say otherwise
You claim your life would be better
Without us
Sorry we will never make you happy
Or give you what you want
We can only be ourselves