Its been a while since I've opened my book,
i guess I'm bottled up and beaten down.
I'm sorry I've let this go on for so long,
but this road has been touch, maybe i should give up.
No i cant, that's not me i gotta keep going until
I'm free, i might not make it to the finish line or
get the blue ribbon, but whose going to tell me
what i cant or can do? i am me and that's enough
your just to blind to see.
I know i can get there with a push, my head held high
but my legs wont move I'm stuck int he past and i cant
get through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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