My Struggle
Battling the troubles of my mind,
I search for but can never find,
the reason nor the rhyme,
for why I fail every time,
I try so hard to concentrate,
to focus and deliberate,
on what I really need to do,
which is increase my IQ,
by going to school and getting good grades,
and by achieving many accolades,
getting a degree and being successful,
has actually proven to be quite stressful,
I'm trying so hard to do well,
I've gotten up many times after I've fell,
I will conquer this, I will thrive,
I will succeed, I will survive
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