The Fear of Losing

I will be strong.. I will survive.. I will live my life till I die..I breath I will cry..and with every tear there is joy and pride. No pain nor sorrow has taken me away. How would I live if that's taken away? We strive... we struggle.. we work and have nothing. When do we stop..and think of ourselves. When can we say we are able. I have come this far I say.. can not let no one take that away. Only the strong will survive.. If I crumble then I will die..