It Is My Need

I admit,
Sometimes I do...
Feel not good enough.

But not because of you,
I sometimes do feel this way.
Unable to undo.

It is my need and want to do better,
For you.
And I admit this.

It is my need.
That I admit sometimes visits,
With this feeling.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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