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Barely the strength to stand

When I am dealt a bad hand

Feeling as if being buried in the sand

If I fall I will break

With my whole life at steak

And only progress to make

Or otherwise drown in the lake

The tears you see are not fake

I do not wish to go away

But I fear I may not be able to stay

I wonder why my life always has to be this way

Too much time to wonder why should I live another day

No choice but to wait like I am waiting for a shooting star

But that day just seems so far