Struggle
Day-in and Day-out ;
I feel as if, I am being knocked out .
Even my wounds, now won't pain ;
My energy each day, just seems to drain .
I try to preserve, my energy reserves .
I try to keep control, over my nerves .
Each day I fail, and keep falling apart .
Each day I wake up, and try again ;
to complete my art .
This race is tough, I do understand ;
But I can't giveup, and become ;
A memeber of other's band .
My dreams, my goals every moment ;
In my mind, they come .
They are the reason for which everyday ;
I fall and still try to stand .
~~~~Abhishek Bagra