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It is a monologue about how one can feel when things don't seem to be going their way. |
| Should I be scarred that I might not make it, should my mind always be so fed up of things that I can't change? See, sometimes I ask myself if I could survive the tribulation that lies before me But all I do is write down my feelings on a piece of paper. I ask myself, what good is that going to bring? I've come this far and I'm not giving up, no matter what other people say, I will keep on going And next time the feeling of fear comes I will do what I've always been doing, write it down on a piece of paper. |