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.
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