In the quiet of the night, I ponder my worth,
Each flaw magnified, a shadow on the earth.
Striving to be perfect, to meet his gaze,
Yet always falling short, lost in a maze.
His eyes, a mirror reflecting my fears,
A silent reminder of uncried tears.
I give my all, but it’s never enough,
Battling doubts, my heart grows tough.
The weight of expectations, a heavy chain,
Binding my spirit, causing eternal pain.
I yearn for his love, a beacon in the dark,
But find myself lost, missing the mark.
Perhaps one day, I’ll learn to see,
That I am enough, just being me.
Until then, I strive and silently pray,
For the strength to face another day.