Miss little yellow sneakers

I lay 

In bed 

And cry.

Sadness

In my 

Heart.

I 

Am 

Exhausted.

From a week

Pretending

What I 

Am not.

They will

See it 

At some 

Point.

They will

See I don't 

Belong.

I am 

So 

Stressed

At 

Failing.

It reminds me

Of when

I was in 

5th grade

And you 

Had to climb 

A rope.

I had rope

Burns on 

My hands.

Blisters 

From 

Practice.

But I could 

Never do 

It.

I want 

To do 

This.

I feel it in

My gut.

I already 

Feel the 

Blisters 

On my 

Hands.

It is coming.

I pray this 

Time I 

Can do 

It. 

I would like 

To be proud

Of me.

Of ...

Miss little 

Yellow sneakers.