I AM.
I am tired but I am not stopping here,
I am growing weak but I know I am near.
I am sore but I am not giving up now,
I am scared but I am not backing down.
It won't be long until I am okay.
It won't be long until I am living in that day,
that day I wake up and come to find,
that day, I will mean it when I say "I am fine."
I am ready for the fight, ready to be free,
I am stronger now than the demons that weakened me.
I am pushing through the pain, I will keep holding on,
I am not scared because I know it won't be long.
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