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Ever wondered why? Why me? Why not me? So much potential, but not there yet. Will I ever succeed? Probably but when? Sometimes I struggle to figure out where to begin. Second place is commonplace. Sleep acts as my reality, and living is my dream. I take a few steps forward, only to look back at my empty corner, and it cuts me right in the spleen Where is my support system to keep me full? I fight for my meals, all I need is my tears to quench my thirst. I'll look back one day, only to remember how hard to was to finish first.