Through all the pain and suffering,I still carried my hope intact,That one day, I will have my sweet victory,And I shall be a winner after all.So I struggled through everything,And some days were worse than most,I never gave up on myself,When things were all messed up.
Slowly and steadily, I fought each battle,
Today, as I walk through,My head held high,My mind at peace.
I want to be thankful,Because I am stronger than before,And as I remember my past,I am proud of it all.
This sweet victory, I say,Has been well deserved by me,And this moment is when,Everything seems all right. ©
~ A Poem By Fizz
