If failure had a word,
I guess it would be me,
You crushed me,
Destroyed my confidence,
When you didn't even give me a chance.
What do you know about hardship?
About art?
I trusted you with everything,
Supported you no matter what,
But at the end,
You betrayed me,
Made me doubt who I am.

I guess this is what failure looks like,
I am the definition of it,
According to you at least,
But my true friends,
The one that have my back,
They call me
"Success"
And that is who I truly am.

You can eat your words,
Just disappear,
I found better people,
And to me,
You are now
"Betrayal"
With a hint of Bittersweetness,
So goodbye Betrayal,
It was painful to meet you.