soaring into the abyss

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every poem i write, always, without fail
it's not good enough, it's not good enough
seeing everyone else creep up behind me
i'm not good enough, i'm not good enough
the snowflakes are falling and so am i
my self esteem feels like
drilling down caverns to find hopeful diamonds
unsuccessful, not so uncommon of a phrase
they're better than i am, i should be proud

keep me in check as we soar
we don't want to get ahead of ourselves
thank all that is great, all that is sweet
that this world has been nothing but terrifying

keeping up with the strides they've set
they're good enough, they're good enough
nothing but glory is up ahead in their paths
it's good enough, it's good enough
the tides are rising and so are they
their talent surpasses the love they give
successful, said too often on unwilling ears
i'm not as good as they are, i should be humble

keep me in check while i plummet
i don't want to make a commotion
thank all that is holy, all that is good
that i haven't gone too insane

wait-

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