The Life I Live
I twitch when I write,
I stutter when I talk,
Yet I’m not afraid to walk the walk.
I’ve smiled and laughed,
Then cried and crashed,
Yet here I still stand.
I’ve failed and passed,
Got through it all some not as fast,
Yet I am stronger now thanks to my past.
I’ve been at the lost of lows,
And the highest of highs,
Yet through it all my eyes are still on the prize.
I know I still have a long way to go,
And each day has a different struggle,
Yet I know there is no life I’d want to live,
Then the one that I call my own.
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