Not Good Enough

She sang like a cat
Purring her songs softly
But she reached the land of nightingales
And quietly said “not good enough”

She looked like a parrotfish
Colourful and strong
But she swam with dolphins
And thought “not good enough”

She drew like a child
Vibrant and free
But she found herself next to Da Vinci
And knew she wasn’t good enough

She wrote like a drunk poet
Raw from the core and pure
But then she read a book
And wrote “not good enough”

They told her your biggest flaw
Is that you think you’re not good enough
And that is why you don’t love yourself
That is why you’re sick

But she said
Of course I love myself
Haven’t you ever loved something
that’s broken, damaged or not good enough?