Lose

What's the point of trying when your best is never enough?
You try and try again and again... And then just lose hope.
They say practice makes perfect.
But they don't know me.
Each result is different, but yet the same.
They all reveal the fact that I am indeed a failure.
Success was not an option.
Only failure.
I never win.
And then I get scolded for my failure.
But when you're me, you learn to accept it.
Because you can never please anyone.
You devote all hope...
But then it all comes crashing down.
Again. And again.
Time. After time...
And my best is never the best.
Because I can't win.
I lose.