I can do this

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I can do this.

 I can do this. 

I can give myself this speech every day. To mask my feelings, to tell myself I’m okay. Truth is, I don’t know why I even chose to wake up.

 The future doesn’t appease me anymore. I’ll never reach the level, I try to compete with you knowing I can’t win. 

Last place, steady and slow, wins the race.