Fight
With every tear drop cried
Another piece of you is tested.
All the hours of studying
never pay off in the end.
Stretched to your limit
wanting to give in.
As you dig deep inside
Seeing what you are made of.
Walking pass the picture that hangs on the wall.
Telling yourself someday that will be your frame as well.
While you remember what you were fighting for.
With a degree in hand all your struggles disappear and life begins.
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