Poetry

I stand

Here fighting for what I’ve been raised and born to do.

I’m meant be a hard worker and to not give up when things start to fall all around me.

I try so hard to get it done but, I’m only one person trying and fighting to get it all done.

But, lately it feels like I’m falling short every turn that make.

Nothing can help me from making this mistake as I’ve already stepped into a role I didn’t need to own in the first place.

To stubborn to just admit that this isn’t for me and move on from where I am at right now.

Instead I stand here dragging others down with me as the stress and complaining from me  keep coming my and your way.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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