I wanted to be strong
To always be right
To keep In touch with my pride
But walls can't stand
If the foundation is broken
I feel like I'm crumbling
From with
Admitting defeat
By refusing to admit defeat
Because the strongest people
Are not perfect
But rather are not afraid to ask for help
Not afraid to expose there wrongs
And yet they still stand tall
That is true strength
True Strength
2 me, is like courage, it exists when absolutely needed and excels at the task then fades for the next crisis. Then there is perceverence, another kind of strength - depending on the character, the will, and the experience/abilities. - thought creating poem, truly - Just bein' Stella
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