I will stand strong.
I will hold my head high.
I will face the agony with confidence and poise.
When I get knocked down, I will gather my strength and stand back up even stronger than before.
The trials and strife,
The struggles and conflicts,
That you throw at my heart, my body, and mind,
They will not deter me.
You think I will cave, I will fall and breakdown,
You want to see me fail,
Get lost on a path that will bring me hell.
You laugh when I trip or veer just a little.
You think you have won and the best of me is done.
You just keep pushing,
Thinking the edge is near.
Just one more hit is all I need.
You try to think of the worst, the most brutal situations.
You hand me the overwhelming stress, the anxiety, the tears.
Well guess what?
I have stumbled and cracked,
I have fallen and limped,
I have cried and yelled,
been bruised and battered.
But have I not stood strong?
Have I completely been overcome?
You may have won a battle or two,
But I have not lost the war.
I still have my drive, my confidence, and strength.
I am still standing, more balanced with grace.
Each time you hit me with another trial,
Your not making me weaker,
O no, your making me stronger.
If I got through the last,
I will get through them all.
The funny thing is,
You try and try again.
But really I’m the one laughing,
Knowing you’ll never win.
I’m in it for the long run,
So I hope you don’t tire too soon.
I am ready for it all.
I won’t stop until,
I’ll never stop.
I’ll still be standing.
When you deal that final blow,
You’ll close your eyes hoping that when you open them
I’ll be gone, down and out.
What a surprise is in store for you.
When you open your eyes,
To see that I am still standing.
I have overcome it all.
So tell me:
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