Try Hard

Ones fails. One rises just to fail again.

I've been known as many names

Smarty

Smart a*s

But above all

I've been called a try hard

I remember when I was little

Acing the tests in honor class

Without breaking a sweat

And still goof with my friends

And get in trouble with the teacher

But then I fell from my throne

My goals

My life

My achievements

All taken away from me

It tools years to rebuild what was left

Years of blood, sweat and tears

To build up what would never be as good

As it once was when I was little

I tried with all my might

Finally made something of nothing

Made a big house from a scrap shack

It wasn't a mansion as it once was

But I did what I could

What I did clearly wasn't enough

For I failed again

Fallen from my cushioned high chair

Into a pile of despair and shame

Why should I try again?

When all I seem to do is fail as soon as I succeed