To Those Still Growing

And all our growing up
never seems to take long enough
and the swings that we jump from
never seem quite high enough
and the stars that we gaze upon
never seem to shine bright enough
and the liquid that fills the cup
never seems to fill enough
and though we accept their love
never do we feel loved enough
and though we watch every performance
never is there one great enough
and though every decision is tough
never is it questioned enough
and those who we are so far from
never can be close enough
and every disease of our souls we cover
never are they hidden enough
and every task we consider done
never is complete enough
and all the pills we stomach
never fix or fill us enough
and however beautiful in the front
never is it deceiving enough
and those feelings in our guts
never are they reason enough
and every evil we hunt
never are reprimanded enough
and every murder we try to just
never is corrected fair enough
and every perfect white dove
never lives long enough
and every single bloody cut
never is deep enough
and all those whom we are from
never are credited enough
and all we want is this much
never, never, never enough.