Over a year later I still sit in my room
And think about the past
And when I smile
It’s not worthwhile
Because the emptiness will always outlast
Over a year ago I sat alone
Watching the fan and feeling blue
Lying in bed
With nothing but my head
I still wonder, “am I enough to you?”
My strength has only grown
And it shows through when I speak
I feel more comfortable in this body I call home
Even though I still see my pride as weak
I still hold all my records and highs
With a few more skills to add
But when you sigh
I always cry
Because your disappointment is unbearably sad
I stand as tall as one can stand
With expectations as high as mine
And as I reach out to take your hand
I can’t help but feel tremendously behind
For now, I apologize for my slowness
To my loved ones and those who I always see
But one day
I hope you’ll say
“Truly, you are enough to me”
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A long title, I know, but I did want to include the fact that this is a sequel to a much earlier poem. Lately, I’ve been having feelings of inadequacy, both in my relationships with other people and the skills I’ve cultivated. Although I have picked a few things back up, starting them again has made me realize that I am more behind than I thought. Perhaps I should be easier on myself. However, I don’t find I have the energy nor the time to do so between activities.