Some days breathing is all you can do.
When all your strength is forced in to not crying and not overreacting. Everything is too much.
Some nights there's nothing left to urge yourself to breathe.
Screaming internally.
Cursing your luck.
Remember that you matter even though they make you feel like you don't.
Not fast enough. Not smart enough. College degree for nothing. Drowning in debt for trying to better yourself.
Trying with every last drop of your yearning to do a good job. Your need for recognition and acceptance. Still they drain you.  
Fighting to keep your belief that you can go farther.
Getting knocked back sown and put back in "your place."
Reminded that you don't matter to some people.
You will never be appreciated by every single one.
Always reaching, always falling.
Still they drain you.
Shut you down when you have nothing left.
Fighting to be better everyday.
Punched in the gut for your efforts.
Back down to "your place."
The ceiling seemingly like that endless hallway.
Dread of the next mistake, the next failure.
Trying your best with nothing to show for it.
Reaching out as they slap yoir hand away again.
Back to "your place."
No strength left.
Fighting the tears.
Still they drain you.