Is it anybody?

Am I good enough, she says,
When I try to kiss her neck.
Am I good enough, she says,
When she sees me on the bench.
Am I good enough, they say,
If I get things done my way.
Am I good enough, they say,
At the time they see my flesh.

Am I? Are We? Is it Anybody?

When I ride the fastest horses,
Am I good enough, she says.
If I glance beyond the front door,
Am I good enough, they say.

I am, We are. Anybody is.