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I keep telling myself, “I can do these.”

Everyday, I convince myself.

Everyday I live.

Everyday I survive.

Yet just a brief moment of silence at night

On the bed, before my thoughts drift away on its own-

I breakdown.



Another morning comes,

Brings another hope

That every ‘today’ would be different.

“I can do these”, I convince myself.

I try, I live. I survive.

The cheers of the day echo at the nameless walls.

And I breakdown.



What’s worse than breaking down

Is breaking down alone.

Everyone is a million miles away.

I retreat, I surrender.

Let go of the battle.

And I stand once more, stronger.

Still trying. Still living. Still surviving.



Sometimes, I get tired

Of working for the ‘better world and me’.

But whatever happened to the world of ‘we’?