Fight has never been easy

Each day I wake up, I wish I hadn't. I think about what things ahead of me are like and it does not make me feel better.

I can't see what others say. I just truly can't. I would like to just pick up and go somewhere else. Start fresh. Where people don't have a pre-judgement about me. I feel I can't be me. I feel people look at me and talk about me when I turn my back. Talking about my failures, my actions and how they are wrong, about how I dress, that I always have no money. That I look unkempt and destitute. I still fight, yet I can't see why.

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