After failing at volleyball try-outs, tennis try-outs, and messing up at an audition, I vented my feelings in this poem. Enjoy.
I'm sorry I was not good enough-
not worthy enough for you.
You wanted me to huff and puff,
but I'm not aggressive through and through.
I'm only me.
I try to please.
But little bookworm you see,
can't win all on her knees.
Trying to do what you wanted
only earned me bruises.
Though not thoroughly daunted,
once again bookworm loses.
So I'll try not to waste your time,
and no more of mine.
I'll try another day to climb,
and crawl back to wait in line.
