Carry On
Most days it becomes a routine.
Other days it becomes a struggle.
Watching life go on,
While stuck and frozen in place.
Wanting to join the world, but too scared to try.
Never knowing when the bad will come
Or when the time is right.
Just knowing that you need to carry on.
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