Destiny,
What a ludicrous invention.
I always thought
I was meant for excellence
For the earth-shattering crescendo
Of applause.
For the grandeur of admiration.
However, I understand
I’ll only fade into the background
Never to be heard
Never to be seen.
This quiet pessimism
Has always lived in me,
Always waiting to diminish hope.
But I find it much easier
To expect nothing
Instead of everything.
Maybe I was always destined to fail
Even if I excel,
Even when I give it my all.
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