The Game

December 14, 2011
I’m scared
Scared of disappointing

Expectation a burden on my shoulders
Shame and self failure as punishment

I love it.
I hate it.

Should I not achieve satisfactory,
the penalty is a mental wound discouraging courageousness
for the future

With succeeding,
relief is brief

Anxiety is brought once again
by the increasingly higher standards and ever increasing expectation
I have set for myself

They teach us mistakes are a necessity to succeed
That they are to be praised
But when one is committed,
opportunities for improvement disappear

I want it.

The whistle blows
and the game begins.

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