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Dec 2019
I go to the bathroom
And cry in the stall.
Such disappointment, such failure
I haven't felt in a while.
I thought I got better
Not good enough.
I knew I wouldn't make it.
I knew I couldn't join.
The optimism I had
Has gone within seconds.
Meyer didn't call my name
I didn't make it into the choir.
My friends did, I'm happy really
But I wish I could have too.
We smiled and clapped
But inside I cried.
Adam, Bev, Colton, Joel, Meredith, Larry
All made it in.
I was not wanted, not needed.
I though I would make it
But I didn't.
I might as well give up.
It's not like they'd care.
I'm not even that good
I sing, yeah, but not well.
Trying out was a mistake
Going was a mistake
Hoping, wishing, wanting
All those, everything was a mistake.

-3nwlry
Written by
Cole  20/Non-binary/USA, CO
(20/Non-binary/USA, CO)   
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