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Fail


I sit at my desk

I get ready, i'm definitely going to fail this test

My heart pounds

My head drips of sweat 

I studied, or at least I tried

I stared at that board and listened to most you said

You ask, do I need help

Im shy, I say no

But I failed my test .. do I need help now?

Do you see me failing?

Do you?!

Do you see that I struggle but stay quiet

You see me, you see him, you see her

But do nothing . You follow the motions.

As do I 

Not only have you failed me, but you failed yourself.

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