Struggle Poem by Joy O' Pateng

Never letting my actions speak for me and
Neither will I let my emotions control me
I let my words fight for me when I'm at war
And let the harmony of music be my therapy
And my motivation While my writing becomes my therapist
I've learned to accept every temptations with alacrity
Stressing about facing my obstacles is obliterated
At the end of the struggle, I will be reimbursed
If I keep striving and climbing the steepest mountain
Because there's no time to be crying when
I been provided with the strength to do something
With my life and Best belive, I'm gone be sparging
Ether while The world say what they wanna say
And it wont affect the way I'm living because
I'm gone be I'm winning by being free again................