Too good to be bad, but too bad to be good.
A void, a never ending struggle.
Neglected, forgotten.
It has never been easy.
I have tried, countless times.
To be good enough.
To be noticed.
But it never happened.
So much so that I got tired of trying.
So much so that I have instead hoped that something bad would happen to me.
Just so that I can be bad enough.
Just so that I can be enough.
Just so that I would be noticed.
For once.
But it never happened.
Mediocrity, a curse.
One of which I've failed to remove, time and again.
It's akin to being stuck in space.
In silence, and all alone.
Neglected, forgotten.
I'm not important.
And I never will be.
I'm not significant.
And I never will be.
I'm not enough,
And I never will be.