echo By Faith Ling Hsern Zhen
I am inadequate
Think,
There is no reason I should
Think I am perfect the way I am
But there are those around me who
Judge me
See the things I do
Hear the words that escape from me
Who’ll think they are better than I am
There will be artists, innovators, geniuses
I won’t be as good as the smartest guy in the room
I have come to accept the fact that
It doesn’t matter anymore
It’s not true that
I am enough.
(now read it backwards)
