Always asking if I did it right Always worried about how others see me. Always correcting to make everyone happy. Do you like what I did there? Do I need to change it? Do you like how I wrote that? The rejection, The anticipation, The need to be the best. When will I be enough? When will I be good enough? When will criticism not get to me?
Oooh, this hits hard. I can relate, although I have been slowly gaining more confidence in my writing. Great poem!
Thank you! 😊