I Am Not Enough…

the small voice seemed to say as if stumbling on an epiphany.

Then the surprise gave way to sadness,

as if finding out Santa wasn’t real

and realizing that I’m not as important to others as I thought I was.

A child’s soul trapped in a thirty-six-year-old body,

I’m finding out more and more every day

that we all have to prove to everyone

the reason for our existence

isn’t merely to take up space

and twinkle like pretty Christmas lights.

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