Beneath You Poem by Aimee Rozen

Why did you leave me,
didn't I make you happy?
didn't I make you feel special?
Or, was it that your void was not filled?
That I was not good enough.
You made me feel;
didn't you see that?
And yet, you continued to walk away.

You are all alike.
I am weird
I am different
I am opinionated
I am intense
but I am not good enough.

I am too much
I am not enough
I am me
but I am not good enough.

You are all the same.
You disapprove,
You are unimpressed.
You look right at me
and see right through me.
You do this because you view me as
not good enough for you.