The struggle. Its not for everybody its not what it seems. See most people dont understand the diffrence between reality and dreams. Survival of the fitess when you want it you gotta get it. I got to keep pushing because I know if I can take it I can make it. You won't realize what we going through until you walked in our shoes. I want to make it out, see what life is truly about. No worries, no stressing, no crying, no upsetting. We all go through different stuff and sometimes enough is enough. In the end its about being tuff. Who really walked on them dark , long roads when it was rough. Blessed to say maybe one day, maybe not today but one day it'll all be okay.
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