No man alive has witnessed struggles I have survived.
To many nights I cried, "I'm so tired". "I'm so tired.
I realized that life is what you make it.
Once you see your chance you better take it.
Life is to short to struggle forever.
I thought we were suppose to go through the struggle together.
Never the less, I still struggle alone.
To much stress, feel like my mind is gone.
The preacher told me to hold on, for trials doesn't last allways.
Although I'm struggling now, my faith is strong through my hard days.
I decided that troubles will come and go, I will weather the storm.
For there was the struggle before i was born.
I'm struggling right now does anyone feel me?
I going to make it out this struggle, even if it kills me.
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