After 3 rounds of determination or so

“is it supposed to be this hard?”

“Yes, but you should be able to do it”

“Yes, keep pushing”

“Yes, if I were in your shoes I’d have done so much”

I never got a no

Or I must have forgotten it

I don’t recognize my shoes

Yet I wake up in them every morning

You seem to know more about my shoes than me

You wish you could make my shoes shinier

If only they were yours

Me too

I learnt to give up

In all my languages

I’m sure I gave up before 18

Or I must have forgotten again

I forget a lot,

I wish I didn’t

I forgot where I hid my house key one time

But I certainly remember

Giving up

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