A Fighter of the Odds
I have always been a fighter of the odds
I'm stubborn and I want to have things my way
I hate feeling trapped everyday
I know I'm flawed
I get inspired to break my chains,
To prove myself wrong about not feeling like I am enough
Because I am tough
I fight through my pains
I want to be a physicist
And I am a female
I refuse to fail,
In my young innocence
To figure out how the universe,
Works will all of the forces
I have to take so many challenging courses
Sometimes it all makes me want to curse
But I refuse to join the dark side
I want to be able to stand strong on my own
I try my best, I try so hard I work myself to the bone
I do it because I have to know that I tried
Once I figure out that math problem it's the best feeling
Struggle, trouble, worry
And eyes gone blurry
Are what inspire me to break the ceiling
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