How quickly I react.
F is for failure
I see it
And retract
Into myself, I see all the glares
One wild flame after another.
A burning house,
My heart is not a home.
I failed.
I fail.
I am not perfect,
But I fight to be.
I know I can’t reach it internally,
But I strive for it academically.
What gives illusion of control
I run wild after.
F is for failure
But it could be for faithful
Love that never fades,
An imperfect life isn’t beyond repair.
- Hannah
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