Trials

Trial after trial,

Fall right after fall.

Failure has become my friend,

Is success worth this all?

Trying, I'm trying,

I promise I'm trying.

It's buried beneath the lying,

And all the constant surviving.

Trials can't be seen,

By the pupils of the eyes.

Only the boldly written names,

And failure in disguise.

Come up to the stage,

Three times they say your name.

Congratulations on your achievement,

"Good job" they always say.

The silent smiles we convey,

The trials held gently in our hands.

The effort we carry through our way,

Laid on the tracks throughout the lands.

Was it really just results,

And not the progress held within?

For I see the reasons behind it

And the stories hidden beneath the skin.