Guilt Flowers

I step out of the room,

Failure written upon my face.

A letter S is written in the corner of my paper.

I received a silver.

I deserved a participation.

Tears rolled down my face.

Why was I crying at something so stupid?

I knew I couldn't do it.

I didn't practice enough.

Sweat glistened on my forehead,

And covered my back.

I had been nervous.

A friend bought me a flower.

It was my guilt flower,

For I knew I could never deserve it.

Later, I picked up my guilt medal

And my father handed me

Another

Guilt

Flower.

I carried all my guilt

Home.

Now it lies throughout the house,

Welcome.

Author's Note

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[Daenerys]

Don't bring yourself down like that Taylor. You still have two more years of high school to earn that gold and in your years to come.