To a broken winner
You always need to be on top
Despite your skinned and bleeding knees.
You need to keep your forehead up
Through icy clouds and thorny trees.
Sometimes you have to miss, my dear.
Just give it up. You must. You can.
All men are liable to fear.
You’re not a hero. You’re a man.
Forgive yourself for being wrong.
I’m sure next time you’ll do it right.
You need some pain to make you strong
And blackness points you out the white.
I’m sure it’s hard for you to know
A drawback in the things you do,
But you just have to let it go.
Forgive yourself for being you.
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hey, I really liked your
hey,
I really liked your poem-- I think it could help a lot of people.