What was meant to destroy me

is strength to keep up the fight.

They built before me an uphill battle,

and at times I lose my sight.

The monsters in my life want 

to destroy my will to survive.

But I will stand my ground 

and fight to stay alive.

I wear my scars but they don’t define

who I am and who I will be.

Each struggle, each test,

is a chance to set myself free.

So, I will keep fighting the good fight 

with everything I have gained.

My life is not over unless I give up,

so I stand up tall and unchained.