Win Lose

WHEN we say that we don't want to be hurt anymore, that we don't want to hope anymore, it's got to be the ultimate display of losing yourself. When you have dreams and aspirations and real possible goals set out for yourself, just waiting for your young little feet to begin taking all the right moves, in all the right places, then you have some semblance at the very least of your identity because you are defined less by what you are now than by who you want to be.
The thing that hurts the most about not hitting that one chance to get your dreams, is that you hoped and you were almost confident subconsciously because you judges yourself good enough and so many other people, peers and those older and even more experiences than you to a certain extent, have told you that you can do it. They have stood by you all this way, taking in your hurtling emotions and turbulent moods and just radiating energy and love and passion to make you stronger. And now you have to face them and tell them it was all for nothing.
What is nothing anyway?
Even losing is something.
You win some, you lose some anyway.