Good Enough

prescribe me something good

a micro-dose of youth to feel new

i’m better, getter there

my teeth, my skin, my hair

are still screwed

do you see it? can you tell?

i could show you, prove it; i’m well

always chasing fulfilment

daily doses of contempt

am i good enough?

i’m almost full up now

it’s my bedtime, rest up to feel fine

retrain my mind.

‘body positive’;

that’ll do the trick

i can’t forget to practice my lines,

faking is my favourite pastime

somebody to impress

i’ll change the way i dress

and squeeze, i won’t breathe.

(and never let go)

i starve myself of sleep

i’m hot as hell but keep it cool

won’t let you in, won’t let it show

 just need to hear you say

i’m good enough.

i’m almost full up now

it’s my bedtime, rest up to feel fine

retrain my mind.

‘body positive’;

that’ll do the trick

i can’t forget to practice my lines,

faking is my favourite pastime

quit the habit, find a good one.

let the world know i’m having fun

picture perfect, every second

tell myself i’m not even trying

if i’m not good enough

am i just another liar, a let down,

a nice looking rebound to paint over your frown?

i could try my best, like it’s effortless

i can’t forget to practise my lines

faking is my favourite