notenough
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Have you ever felt alone
As if your heart was made of stone
When your left on your own
Because your in the zone
Where you moan and groan
Because you were thrown
As if your no gemstone
Am I not pretty enough
Am I not creative enough
Am I not what you want
What is wrong with me
Every answer is a lie,
Every night it all unfolds.
Only when I'd rather die
Is when the truth is told.
Every answer is one I hide,
It scares me more than you know
Because when I search,
The apple rots when it very well pleases
The seed just does what it’s told
It grows and grows, the ground picks up the pieces
Of the apple tree’s selfish mold.
There’s no free will for the sapling
When you took at your phone and asked me to smile
And tell you I loved you, I just waved you off
I didn't notice the suitcase on the floor
Or the sadness in your face.
