My life is a struggle

Many struggles that I did not tell.
Sometimes maximum effort still can not produce.
I fought for myself, I was looking for something I could learn slowly to make, without help. The spirit I have to burn, I turn it on as much as possible. This is what I do to survive failure.

sad in failure is inevitable In the small heart pain,
But I think of it as the flower of this needle. no matter how effort will not lie.
the lid closes at the beginning of the body. it will bloom at the right time. There are times when I laugh out loud. cheer loose Release the pain, give the beauty and benefits for those who do not want to fight.