My battle

Some of the battles were fought within
the silent chambers of my soul , I’m proud
of every step I taken to improve my health,
I know that everyone is fighting their own battles ,
sometimes those who are stronger are the ones
which cry through close doors , I always smile
through silent pain, cry behind close door, I try
my best not to let my illness control me me from
doing the things that I can do ,when I smile, I smile
with my soul cause I have struggling through tears
for years, I love to be your friend but sometimes my
illness stops me from doing the same things I use to
do as before,all I ask is that don’t give up on me, I fight
for my health every day in ways most people do not
understand and think that I am lazy, am battling my own
battle,it leaves me exhausted from trying to be stronger
than I am, I try not to be bitter, but to try to get better health wise and try to be a better person even if my whole body
feels painful , I have accepted what has happened to my
body and would not let my illnesses drag me down and
make me depressed, the choice is mines to smile and fight
my battle head on