Where have I gone wrong?
Is it my guts or lack of it?
I know I didn't have it,
probably for very very long.
Now I am all at sea,
trying to change like never before,
hope you will love me,
As I come swimming ashore.
It's a tough climb,
And my head and heart are getting sore,
there is always a first time,
but I can take it no more.
I am calling all my strength,
from the present and the past,
I feel out of breath,
so please stay till I last.
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