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There it was.
One treacherous tear.
You felt its betrayal running down your right cheek.

Quick,
Brush it aside.
You can’t let the rest of the world see that you are weak.

You feel your tired and broken heart
Beating unenthusiastically with what little strength it has remaining.
You have hardly enough life left in you
To pull yourself back up; you’re energy keeps draining.

It seems like every time you get back up
Someone’s waiting there to push you down once more
And every time you begin to heal
Someone stabs you where you’re sore

Now, you’re faced with two options:

You could
Bow your head.
Give yourself up.
Wait solemnly for the end.

Or you could
Keep trying.
Fight back
When they push, refuse to bend.

It would be so much easier to accept defeat
To close your eyes, let your heart give up its beat.

But that’s far too easy,
You aren’t ready to let go
You have so much more to do in life
So much more to grow.

So you rise again
And brush off the past
Smile half-heartedly
Let that tear be your last

And when everyone’s holding their breath,
Waiting for you to slip
You keep your walk steady,
Head held high, stiff upper lip.

Description
There it was.
One treacherous tear.
You felt its betrayal running down your right cheek.

Quick,
Brush it aside.
You can’t let the rest of the world see that you are weak.

You feel your tired and broken heart
Beating unenthusiastically with what little strength it has remaining.
You have hardly enough life left in you
To pull yourself back up; you’re energy keeps draining.

It seems like every time you get back up
Someone’s waiting there to push you down once more
And every time you begin to heal
Someone stabs you where you’re sore

Now, you’re faced with two options:

You could
Bow your head.
Give yourself up.
Wait solemnly for the end.

Or you could
Keep trying.
Fight back
When they push, refuse to bend.

It would be so much easier to accept defeat
To close your eyes, let your heart give up its beat.

But that’s far too easy,
You aren’t ready to let go
You have so much more to do in life
So much more to grow.

So you rise again
And brush off the past
Smile half-heartedly
Let that tear be your last

And when everyone’s holding their breath,
Waiting for you to slip
You keep your walk steady,
Head held high, stiff upper lip.