rejected

I’ll remember every rejection
Keep them safe and on display
In my personal collection
Of mistakes and misdirection

For you it’s just a compliment
But what remains to me
A cold room and empty bed
Where I will meet my end

I don’t know what future brings
And I’m, honestly, afraid to know
If I can handle new fortune swings
In my kingdom without kings

Of course I know it will hurt
But I’ll keep trying and failing
In the end, I just want to be heard
My every meaning in every word