The Struggle

Location

Back, Back

Side to Side

I'm being pushed in the crowd.

I try my hardest to get past

But every time I try I get pushed back.

 

I hit the ground and scrape my knee.

I cry for help

as I get trampled over by feet.

I beg and plead to get back up

 

And once I'm up

I try to flea.

But with no such luck 

I'm back on my knees.

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