I was struggling.
I cried.
And cried.
Because I wanted to give up.
But in the end,
I looked back
And realized that I worked hard
To be where I am.
And I'm proud of myself.
If you suffer,
That's when you know
That you're working hard
To reach your dreams.
S. J.
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Poems
Poetry"love is a game of tic-tac-toe constantly waiting for the next x and o" This book consists of poems about life, love & pain. We all experience different things in our lives. We all met different people that changed our lives. We are all different. B...
