I have encountered so many difficulties, hardships and and pains yet I refuse to give up. Well it's not because of am strong, neither is it because I derive joy in it but one thought keeps me going, making me believe that soon it will be alright.

What keeps me going is this.
I believe that every attempt I make that there is a greater chance of me breaking through, so for me to relax or loose hope means am reall missing this opportunity.
So even when weak, sick or tired I keep trying because I believe it only for a while