Reverberating

A sensation of going back and forth,

For as long as I remember,

Being so close to the top yet , very far from it;

I can’t exactly fathom the reasons,

By now I know the pain and can bear it without shame.

The pain of working hard,

It’s the pain of giving my best,

Where no stone was to be unturned.

The mind still doesn’t listen,

It plays the game of expectation.

And I always lose in the end.

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