“Do you ever fight?”
“Do you ever try?”
“Do you cry yourself to sleep at night?”
“I do, I fight I swear I do.”
“I try I swear I do.”
“I don’t cry myself to sleep at night.”
You know what?
I know that I can be weak
But the me I am isn’t me you see,
I can be as strong as a tiger,
Inside a true fighter...
And the light inside of me,
Grows brighter and brighter.
So, you know what?
Take a closer look at me,
Maybe then you will see,
See the real me...
The real fighter.
A drawing I did, just thought it was appropriate for this poem..