The gym is a hard place to be,
It shows all the weakness that is in me.
I'm covered in a wrapping that has all too long been an eye-sore to see,
each drop of sweat,
is a small step to being free.
I'm a slave to years of bad eating,
and no exercise.
Fighting a long fight against my body,
at times I can't tell who is leading...
Its tough,
I hate my diet at times,
but each bit of work,
adds a few lumens to my shine.
I can't see the end,
I don't know what I will be...
But I refuse to give up,
just watch and see...
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