Patient life of worries
It kills me
To have to worry
It seems like
Disappointment
Has me burried
That means
Negitivity
Is coming down
On me like
Flurries
Still I try
To stay on my Journey
Sometimes the path's
Danger makes me wish
I had a gurney
Compensation
For unchangable
Situations
Success
Is the only
Thing that keeps
Me going
Anticipating
And hope
In knowing
That one day
I will be rewarded
For never stopping
Or giving up
And continuing my Journey
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