A/N- When I don't have time to write full fledged stories, I write poems. To me they tell a story within.

I am failing
At this,
And At that,
At those too.
I am falling,
Behind.
At this,
And at that,
And at life too.

I trying,
Hard!
At this.
Harder,
At that.
Hardest,
At all those too.

They say,
Don't compare.
But then I am failing,
At my past me too.
At this,
And at that,
And at everything else too.

In the ashes, I stay!
Turning into the Phoenix,
Just to burn again.
To go through,
The cycle,
Only To burn at,
The end again.
Yes,
I am still failing.
Yet I am still trying,
The hardest I can!

I am tired,
I am grumpy,
At this.
At that.
And at all those too.
Yet I ain't quitting,
At this.
Or even at that.
And all those too.

I have my swings,
I have my moods,
My mights,
And all my plights.
I am failing,
I am burning to ashes,
Again.
And sometimes,
I don't even wanna do
Anything.
Let it be this,
Or that,
Or even all those too.

But I am a Phoenix.
I try,
I burn,
I turn to the ashes,
Trying at life.
But yet knowing all this,
I still do all that I must do.
Yes, I am tired.
Wanna throw the tantrum,
Of why me? Too.

But then again
It's another day.
It's another ray!
And I try again
May be harder.
Or maybe reluctant.
Yet I never quit the try.
At this,
At that,
Or at those too.

Cause I am the Phoenix.
Even though the cycle turns me to ash,
I shall rise.
Thorough
Amongst all this.
To try that,
And to show those too.

Cause I am the Phoenix,
Shall I even burn and turn,
But shall I never turn
To quit.
And I will do it all this over again.
Try harder through all that I see.
And work to all those who seek to me.

Cause I am the Phoenix.
I am born to rise,
Through the ash.
And turn the cycle again.
And do this,
That,
And all those I aspire to do.

A\N - When I first wrote this I felt I was failing, and now I feel like I am trying and rising gain. It is a wonderful feeling.An old batch poem.