I try and try and yet come up so short.
I hang my head up high, while giving report.
Not being able to make anything right,
turns my brightest day, to my darkest night.
My body full of strength, yet I end up so weak.
brings a heart-ripping pain of which when I cannot speak.
Failure has been last of my list or plan.
I tell myself times I don’t, when I know that I can.
My standard, my goal, my hope is perfection,
though I am met with regret, disgust, and rejection.
Failure is a friend I have grown to despise,
its' taunts and its' laughs are not found in your eyes.
If you love me enough, to understand and more,
think of me as a winner, regardless life's score.
Please, don't let me give up, nearly drowning in failure,
Brighten up my life, my sight, and be my Saviour..
Won't you take a walk in my shoes and feel what it's like to be under pressure
all the time?.. All I ask for is for you to be proud of me in what I do,
not the other way around.. I never asked for this.