Strength

Sitting alone or crying every night

Too many days feeling weak

Right when life looks up, I am shot down again

Every time

Nevertheless, I get up again

Grit my teeth

Try again, try again, try again

Hopefully tomorrow is a better day

This poem is about: 
Me

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