The alarm rings
Jolting me awake,
It's pitch dark
But rise I must.
Another day to hustle
One more push,
With all my might
Till my last energy.
No matter how tough
Weak I can't be,
No place for losers
Only survivors left.
Square my shoulders
Take a deep breath,
Ready to face the world
And come out a victor.
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