Enough

Yes, I've fought, time and time again. Not knowing if I'll win or lose. I've told myself " Never give up!, Fight! You can do this." yada, yada, yada. I'm sick and tired of fighting, I just want peace. I want love, I want understanding. But even I know that I can't have anything that I want, but hey, a girl can dream can't she? Even though I've been through hell and back, I was never alone. Behind me were the people that would never leave me even though I have billions of imperfections. They would never toss me aside just because I make mistakes. And if ever I would come victorious in my battles I owe it all to the people who never left me.