The Number Game

I spent a good part of my day yesterday looking at numbers...Yes me, who vowed in the part to have nothing to do with numbers unless I have to save my life.

I have said it once, and I will say it again.
When I see numbers...I see stars.
But I know I had to force myself to go beyond getting cock-eyed, because it really meant I have to save my life...as well as those of my young charges.

If the data does not lie, then where have I gone wrong?
Have I been too optimistic all this while, or had my faith in those kids been too much. Worse still...is this the true reflection of my abilities?

Then for sure, I am the wrong person for the job.
I have not done enough, I am not good enough, I did not push enough.
Numbers are there in black and white...evident of all my shortcomings.

I got to stop seeing the world from rose-coloured hues.

If I have to play the number game, then I better buck up.
They won't let me go, I know.
Urgh...