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After so much work it all ends like this?

It isnt fair after all the blood and sweat,

The one year that i actually try,

Just ends by me wanting to die.

For all the spent time and tired legs,

All i get in return is slow times and fractured legs.

All i wanted was to be was the best i could be.

But instead i get weeks apon weeks of endless pity.

Why couldnt i do better? Why did everything have to happen to me?

All i wanted was to prove myself To free myself from my doubts and my thoughts.

But all it really proved is how unlucky somepeople can be.

All i needed was to be healthy for one race.

So i could show my pace. But instead now i can't even show my  face.

So...it all ends like this...Four years of dedication...Wasted....