I run my fastest
But I still get beat.
I land on my head
When I should on my feet.

I make good grades,
But they make the best.
Their smug little glances
Are the things I detest.

“I wish I could be smart,”
I often wish and pray
But I do know one thing-
Todays a brand new day.

So I’ll keep on going
Though the way might be rough,
But I know I can make it
If only I try hard enough.

I'm weak and sore, but I need to move on
It is hard to keep going, but I'm almost done
I breathe to fill my lungs with air
This journey is mine and mine to bear
I am sick and feeling faint
Colors start to form and I reach out as I can paint
With them, the world is my canvas and I
Keep going, and soon I will realize
That I can keep going
I must keep going