March on

No I’m not good
You can’t ask me cause I do not know why
Why these tears I cry
I do not know why
Just the random thoughts in my head
Creeping up my silent mind

No I don’t need you
Nor your fake smiles
Or sympathy.
It’s just that I need to conquer enough brave
To fight the demons without fear.

Take a swing of that.
A slice of this.
Ready as rain I’ll be.
Solider on.
March on.
I can.

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