I was so close.
They thought I couldn’t handle it, I suppose.
I have worked so hard for this dream.
This hurts me so bad I want to scream.
What’s worse is I feel like I let my Father down.
He always wanted to open a restaurant in this town.
People will never get to taste his amazing recipes,
And that really upsets me.
I have worked so hard that I have missed out so much;
Spending time with friends, going out dancing and such.
I don’t want to be a waitress anymore,
I want to be a chef, not stuck taking orders and doing mundane chores.
It just doesn’t seem fair,
Because I was almost there.