Walk a mile in my shoes

I have been walking miles, and I promise you that these troubles are more than I can bear. I can feel my knees starting to give in but I promised myself that I wouldn't let that happen. Because everyone is waiting to see me fall and I just owe it to myself to keep on going. I am flourishing and I am thriving. And the weight I need to carry with me gets heavier by the second but I know that I will make it. I will prove everyone wrong. And so I walk miles more but I can still feel the aching in my knees. If only someone knew how heavy I am being weighed down and how my legs feel. I want so badly to just fall and cry and never continue on, but I know that this is the race of life, and I will continue on. Among the world, I will prove that I am not so small.