Ruthless
I am scared
But I will push through
I fall
As they say I can't possible go far
I am scared
But I will fight through
I am battered, torn and bruised
They laugh as I crawl
But I persist, even through the mist
I will go far
I am no longer scared, not even of the fall
What is fear in the eyes of someone who pushed through it all?
This poem is about:
Me
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