The struggle is real
Hard with it to compete
Strong hit heavy to feel
Sometimes it's on repeat.
That feel
I barely can it bear
I can go through such a meal
Only when he in front of me appear.
That's a really huge meal
These struggles may seem
In others eyes like it's not a big deal
But it's kinda harsh, often very mean.
Struggling is something
Within I go through every day
I feel like I live in a ring
Cause I constantly fight, alive to stay.
With it I learned to live
With it I learned to cope
In a better future I always believe
Trying not to lose my hope.
