Seems like there is no one way
One answer for all
Things roll sometimes,
Sometimes they just fall.
Why can’t things always be easy
Able to be reached, to be changed?
I’m feeling some sort of way today
Reminiscing and inside myself, screaming
I always have to pay.
I might of changed somethings
Changed other things
But I feel so incomplete often
Awaiting what tomorrow brings.
Struggles don’t discriminate
They often replicate
Leaving behind confusion and doubt
Very hard for some people to take.
Like we need to breathe, to live
We need struggles too
It makes us stronger and we will survive.
Don’t fret
Not yet
Live as best you can
With and without and you’ll be set.
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