WHY I'M I NOT GOOD ENOUGH
When I was a child all I ever wanted was to please my father. I would wake up in the morning with optimism that today would be the day. 'Today I would make him proud.'I would recite this in the morning before school. But that's a little hard in our household when you are always the tail puller in class. I wasn't necessarily bright so I was always placed in the special class.
But I would study harder than my siblings. My mother would praise me for improvement but you would stay silent and shake your head disapprovingly. I tried to bake but I burnt the cake because it was way past my bedtime.
I was never able to do anything right in your eyes. I tried out for sports but my legs are like noodles so I wasn't fast enough. I would come in last and though everyone was pleased that I tried my best you'd give me a disapproving eye. I seek your approval I actually thirst for it. After all doesn't every child want their parents' approval?