hmmm...

So, A preface:

This piece has been milling around in my head for quite a while. Its somewhat overdue.

After letting Mark read it, he brought up a good point- one that I will touch on in Authors comments, below. Now, without further ado...

Good Enough

I get up every morning
I fix my hair, and do my make up
Knowing I'll never be Monroe,
Hoping I'll be just pretty enough...

I read the right books,
take the hard classes
Do all the right work
Knowing I'll never be Einstein,
Hoping that I'll be just smart enough...

I endure the strife
the curveballs, lemons,
the walls that life puts up
Knowing I'll never be Hera(cles)
Hoping that I'll be just strong enough...

Nightly I medicate
the wounds that
life has caused
knowing I'll never be Whole,
Hoping that I'll be just healed enough...

...So that one day
After all this work
I'll not be Perfect
But maybe I'll be just Good Enough

For you.



- I struggle with the last line. I couldn't decide bewteen 'you' or 'him.' Ultimitly 'you' won out a.) becasue this wasn't nesecarrily about being good enough for a boy, but rather being good enough for life, for the Job, for the School, for the Boss, etc. and b.) because I like the universal ambiguous philisophical 'you.'

- I also struggle with that ending line even needing to exsist. I think it may be somewhat implied. comments? feelings? suggesstions? thanks.

- The ellipses? thoughts, feelings? love 'em, hate 'em?

- Mark mentioned that this all sounded so burdensome. I dont think that was the idea I was trying to convey. I have changed the wording from the original a bit, in hopes that it would help. I don't know if it has. But this is not about being a burden. Its about doing everything you can to hold on to a glimmer of hope. I hope that comes through. I hope you have read this far.



thats all I got. Read it. thx.