Strength

Fri, 04/15/2016 - 02:33 -- AdMaGa

 

My strength, not in the physical sense The walls I've built up, my personal defense I have started to realize I'll stay afloat even when I capsize  If everyone leaves... I'm still here Regardless of all that I fear. Maybe I won't ever be enough. I know I'm not very tough I struggle with self hate But I have to come to terms with the me I create. I may be broken but I keep going  I refuse to be my own undoing  Life is both a curse and a prize If I give up, I know I won't rise. I have learned to survive  I'm the reason that I'm still alive  My worries kept me company, And cause me stress abundantly. My anger gave me determination, When my pride was my only consolation. My sadness helped me appreciate my happiness, because apparently life just happens. My fears made me brave, even if it might lead to my grave. My mistakes taught me lessons, somehow they still don't lessen.  My weakness created a stronger me, even when there was no 'we'. My pain taught me to overcome,  no matter what the outcome. I can conquer, survive, and succeed Because my strength is all I need          

 

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