I got the same score twice on the act 

Nobody made fun of me 

Not because that would be wrong but because I didn’t tell anybody

In the ninth grade I failed an ap test 

But, to that I have never confessed 

When people talked about it I walked away as a fire burned in my chest 

6 years now of racing on two wheels

You can not imagine how good it feels 

To say I’m undefeated this year 

Because this aligns with my perfection ideals 

But I will probably avoid your face

If I ever admit I didn’t finish my first ever race 

I’m afraid of failure because I fail to see

Failure is what has gotten me 

To where I am meant to be 

Writing this poem today 

Has gone the exact same way 

I spent hours sitting 

All the gears in my head spinning

Ideas come but we’re dismissed before I considered beginning

Afraid to start 

Because you see 

That’s the hard part 

For me 

So here’s my imperfect project 

And here’s to all the rejects 

That could have been just fine

And I would be lying 

If I didn’t admit

I paused for a moment before hitting submit 

On this one too

Because this poem, it shows I am imperfect but so are you 

Maybe this is another failure but that’s okay 

Because if there’s one thing I have learned 

Great things happen the hard way 

& Failure is the only way they are earned