That feeling.
Of reject, of lost hopes, of lost dreams.
Yes, what other feeling can I be describing but the feeling of a flunk exam?
Dont cry over split milk, I know that phrase all too well.
Then again, the last time I flunk exam, my tears were evident to such an outcome.
And it mocked my plight. Yes it mocked me.
Upon reflection, I don't want to blame my falling ill at such a wrong! time entirely.
Could I say its due to stress, or perhaps another reason, another motive I know not of?