Am I Just Not Good Enough?

Am I just not good enough?
As a person, a friend, to be considered
As a friend or even a human,
These questions echo within, my heart withered.

I try my best around people,
I try my best to impress them,
Yet I feel separated, judged, insulted,
Why do I always stand condemned?

But why? I ponder, seeking answers,
As tears dance in my weary eyes,
Is it my exterior, my appearance,
Ugly, fat, or formed like disguise?

Or is it deeper, a shallow perception,
That labels me weird, the outcast, the worse?
Do my quirks and differences provoke rejection,
Am I truly to be cast aside, cursed?

A lifetime spent questioning my worth,
A self-reflection muddled with self-doubt,
I strive to be authentic, to embrace my truth,
Yet even I feel so fake, shadows clouding about.

Am I just not good enough?
As a person, a friend, to be considered
As a friend or even a human,
Or destined to be dwelled in a lonely death.


© Mr JASPER