Always believed I was a prodigy,
Never doubted myself or my abilities,
Until I stepped out of my zone and tried,
Made myself vulnerable for them to criticize.
Thought I would be heralded,
For having a crack atleast.
But was left stranded,
In the ruins of my inefficacy.
It was either mockery or
a shower of sympathy
no empathy
for me,
A worthless peach,
Felt like a leech
******* on a buffalo’s ****
All I wanted was someone
to tell me - “Son
You gave your best shot,
Gather everything
Prepare for the next launch.
And if you still can’t carry on,
It’s okay to move on
to something better.
And life goes on.”
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 12:45 PM UTC
Always believed I was a prodigy,
Never doubted myself or my abilities,
Until I stepped out of my zone and tried,
Made myself vulnerable for them to criticize.
Thought I would be heralded,
For having a crack atleast.
But was left stranded,
In the ruins of my inefficacy.
It was either mockery or
a shower of sympathy
no empathy
for me,
A worthless peach,
Felt like a leech
******* on a buffalo’s ****
All I wanted was someone
to tell me - “Son
You gave your best shot,
Gather everything
Prepare for the next launch.
And if you still can’t carry on,
It’s okay to move on
to something better.
And life goes on.”
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