Question

I give and give, yet still I find,
A world that’s harsh, unkind.
I try my best, I do my part,
But all I get is a heavy heart.

Words that sting, like bitter rain,
I try to stand, but feel the strain.
No matter how I reach or strive,
I wonder if I’ll ever feel alive.

Respect, it seems, is far away,
A distant dream I wish could stay.
For every effort, every tear,
The silence speaks, and none will hear.

But still I rise, though bruised and worn,
With hope that from this pain I’ll be reborn.
For in my soul, there burns a fire,
To stand tall, to never tire.

One day, I’ll find a place to be,
Where kindness flows, and I am free.

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Answer 5

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Answer 11

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Answer 12

love this poem

Answer 13

This is really relatable and very artistic

Answer 14

Your words capture the struggle and strength so beautifully. Even through the pain, your hope and resilience shine through. Keep holding on your place of peace and kindness is out there waiting for you. 💖✨

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