Picked
I have been at my lowest point in life.
I know what it's like to be at rock bottom.
I know what it's like to be weak.
I know what it's like to hurt.
I know what it's like to feel alone.
But most of all,
In the end,
I have picked myself up
and fought my own battles.
I have found myself and
I am one that will never give up no matter what.
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