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THE BRASS RING

BY  NYROSE

I hate this feeling

of not being good enough.

Not ever being good enough.

High expectations

unattainable goals

always reaching

never reaching.

I set the stakes.

I raise the bar.

I tape the finish line.

I do my best

but it just isn't good enough.

my best is never good enough.

Never.

Self-motivated

Independent

Over-achiever.

Yes?

NOT!

Too small

too young

too obedient

never good enough.

not even for his pleasure.

The hurt

the shame

the fear

the pain.

Nobody sees.

nobody cares.

I wither and die

No one knows why.

Remember me

and how i tried

but i just couldn't reach it,

let alone keep it

the brass ring of childhood.

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