The Struggle

I trip,stumble,and fall.....

I struggle to get up..... 

So instead I choose to crawl.... 

But, I don't know which way to go, so i'm stuck....

Life is hard and has many bumpy roads.....

But, that never stopped me from succeeding my goals....

The world is like stubble......

The world is a struggle.....

This poem is about: 
Our world

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