Barely hanging on

Barely hanging on

Hanging on a cliff

Formed by the hard rocks

And years

My hands are starting to shake

I never thought it would hurt this much

That my arms could no longer support my weight

Just hanging on by my fingertips

Until I can

Still down back on the ground

And look back at all I had to go through

In order to find my place in the world

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