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I know
I wrote this poem when I was a bit upset |
| I Know I know you think I'm a failure, I know I'm not. I know you feel I'm going nowhere, I know I'm going far. I've been fighting this battle that shouldn't have been fought. You must believe in me, I fear you don't care anymore. What good are you if you don't believe? I am starting to lose faith in you. I sometimes wish you would just leave. How can I make you see what good I can do? I don't know why you think I'll fail. Why do you think I'll go nowhere? Do you think I'll take this treatment any longer? No, I shall make your way of thinking fair. I will prove I can survive. Even if I must place a wall between us. You shall see me become alive! And you better not make a fuss! |