My Battle

How can I be strong
when everything I do is wrong?

I can no longer shine
not when I'm not fine

No need to fear
I won't disappear

That would hurt others
especially my brother

I'll stay strong now
when I win I'll give a little bow

Once again, I'll feel right
Because I'll have won the fight

Slowly, I'll begin to heal
and the pain will no longer be real

I'll brandish the sword I wield
and polish my shield

This battle will come to an end
and I will be the one to win