Easy for you to say that I am good for nothing.
Just because I’m of no use to you,
just because I don’t like the things that you do,
just because I am not aware of something that you’re interested in,
you label me as ‘good for nothing’.
Now let me tell you what I am good at.
I’m good at getting almost anything that I put my mind to,
I’m good at caring about the things that I’m passionate about,
I’m good at loving someone because I give my whole heart,
I’m either all in or all out.
Anyway, after that moment of grief and shock (at hearing those cruel words) passes,
I realize that I may be good for nothing for you,
but I am more than good for myself.
I am good for me,
and that’s good enough for me.
How do you feel when someone close to you says something very cruel to you? Do you start getting distant from them? Or do you just forgive and forget even though they aren’t sorry for what they said or did? What did you think of this poem? Share your thoughts below!