This is an adaptation from Author of Pain’s poem of the same title by D.D
Call me anything but a failure,
For I have tried with all my might,
I’ve stumbled, fallen, and faltered,
But I’ve never given up the fight.
I may not have the silver spoon,
Nor the gifts that others possess,
But I’ve got a heart that beats with passion,
And a will to do my best.
My journey may be full of thorns,
And my path may be riddled with strife,
But I’ll never let the world define me,
I’ll carve my own way in life.
I am a survivor, a dreamer,
A fighter, and a believer,
I am the sum of all my struggles,
And the lessons I’ve learned as a receiver.
Call me anything but a failure,
For I am more than my mistakes,
I am a phoenix rising from ashes,
A soul that perseveres and breaks.
So when the world tries to bring me down,
And my dreams seem too far away,
I’ll hold on to my faith and courage,
And rise up stronger each new day.
Call me anything but a failure,
For I am a champion in my own right,
And though my journey may be hard,
I’ll never give up without a fight.
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