Hard Times
Looking towards the sky.
I sit here and wonder why
Life is so rough on me?
Then I look back and see.
The hard times I've been through
Has been fo the good of me too.
Creating who I have become.
Molding me into a real someone.
Gaining wisdom through the years
After conquering many fears.
Trials after trials we take
Are for the best of our sake.
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