I am never going to be enough:

Good “enough;”

Ambitious “enough.”
Life is a complete opposite of how I “knew” it would be.

It’s not that I WON’T work for it.

I’ve finally accepted that I can’t.
I do not know what I’m supposed to do; I do not know who I’m supposed to be.  

 

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