Good Enough

Sweetheart those russet orbs Settling inside your eyes, Those aren't boring as you say. Glint resembles the fireflies Tea, honey and sweet lies. Anxious to capture it's prey. No cigarettes, no champagne, You adorn an enchanting smile To subside the pain. Mi amor, You don't realize your power... You don't realize the honor, In between those thorns, A rose lies, eager for the hour. TO SAY SOMETHING To rip it out of her chest She swears to the devine, "You don't have to be the best." Says to herself Unable to express. She screams out hearing nothing in return, Banging her closed doors to find the echoes creeping through the walls She finds herself empty, Only the crimson that flows Ignites the burn. Tired, The masterpiece sinks down Into the abyss Eyes closed, Pure Bliss... Shedding pearls. Hidden behind the curls... She finds herself murmuring, A whisper that is rough, "Why am I not good enough."