I wept inwardly
Outwardly, I pretended that nothing happened.
It’s like a sword piercing my heart
They joked about it and I laughed
The type that doesn’t reach the soul
I asked myself,
Am I the problem or are they the problem?
I guess I did what is expected
Really, I did it right?
Why then am I in this situation?
To them, am unserious
As far as they know, am cool with it
I didn’t blame them “cause I made them believe that
Their scolding and disappointment wanted to out weigh me
But I realized that they fail to understand
That what ever went wrong might not be my fault
But if it was, it was not deliberate
Later, I understood that, they are angry for me, not on me
Their disappointment, for me, not on me
For the future is mine.
This became my joy when they scold me
However, I decided that failing will not make me a failure.
‘’cause the wise does not fall twice on the same spot