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I Physically Can't


I am so unbelievably stubborn. Existing inside me is this iron will, My physical inability to let go of anything I even remotely care about. I can't give up. Oh, I'm a pessimist for sure, And when I get lonely Things get really low for me, But even when depression hits hard, I can't give up. As a relatively privileged teenager, My life is easy and perfect. Right? Wrong. Every person has battles to face, but for me, I can't give up. Even as I desperately hoped to be taking My very last breath That very lost and lonely evening, My iron will reminded me, I will not ever give up. Life is worth living. Never give up.
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