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Failure I work hard at everything that I do. I strive for excellence. I tweak my performance every chance that I get. All I long for is to succeed. To succeed at something. Anything. Why then is it that every time I try I fail? I never improve at anything. I never pass the inevitable point of mediocre that always follows my every move. When you hear my name you think, “He is average at this,” and “he is average at that.” I want to prove you wrong in so many ways, yet I fall short. My life is put into my work. It is put into everything I call mine. Is it failure then? I mean if I give these things my all, do I fail? Or, possibly, do I succeed simply for the fact that I gave it everything I have? No, indeed, I do fail. I fail because trying is failing. |
Additional Notes:
please do not think that this os how I view myself. I do not think I fail at everything.
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