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Feb 2020
Why am i being tested
Why is it i have to go through so many forests of thorns
And Make it out just to have one visible route ahead
an even bigger forest of even sharper thorns
Im being shredded
Cut, bruised
Im bleeding and blistered
My body isn't lasting these tests
My mind is wavering
Thoughts build and crash like the waves against the rocks
Everyone doubts me
To the point where I can't help but doubt myself.
Friends, family, coworkers, teachers
They all write me off
before I can try
So whats the point in taking the test
Everyones already failed me

I take a step forward only to be pushed back several
Its taken me a long time to get this far
but i still see nothing but test after test
More pain and what is there to gain
Why fight for time when time is pain

People see a smile but im gritting my teeth
Some see what they're doing
Some are oblivious
But no one understands my tests
Im hunched in agony daily  and thats not another metaphor
I try my best but its just not enough
How many tests are left
How many more will i make it through
before it breaks my body fails
And my mind breaks
One thing I know about me
I am strong
But your only as strong as your weakest part
Written by
Shay
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