Hide.

Do you see it?
The reflection.
It looks into the mirror,
Sees what it doesn't want to see;
what it does not want to believe.
Those eyes, torn mouth.
The face of a failure.

It looks away,
Unable to face truth.
"Perhaps I should tell them? Tell them that I had let them down, again."
No. No, it could not.
Too much pain; too much dissapointment.
It crouches down,
The weight of not knowing;
Not knowing what to do,
Pulls it down onto the floor.
The burdens of a failure.

The tears, at first
Would not flow.
But when it did,
it continued, and continued, and continued;
Never stopping.
Even as it cried,
the burden was still there.
But it had to do something;
albeit ignorant to what,
What was to be done?
The decision of a failure.

"I cannot tell them. No, I cannot.
Too much pain, too much dissapointment."
Will a failure, always be a failure?
It was afraid,
very afraid.
A failure is always afraid.
Always.