For You

It is not an easy thing,
flying
Especially for a bird
with a broken wing

It is not an easy thing,
jumping
Especially for one
who is afraid of falling

It is not an easy thing,
walking
Especially for a fish,
that could only keep swimming

You, yes you
I know it is not an easy thing,
to remain smiling
when all you want is to start yelling

But just know,
those who keep trying
who sees a storm and keeps fighting
could withstand anything

And you,
yes you
I think you've made it this far,
and you're still standing

That is a damn good thing,
No?

N.M.

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