I'm singing, "keep fighting, keep fighting"

Am I pretty enough to show up to the world?
Am I rich enough to join the party?
Am I intelligent enough to make decisions?
Will anyone love me?
Endless questions growing in my mind.
Fighting over it, but I can't, I can't,
But, here I'm singing, "keep fighting, keep fighting".

My thoughts making me feel useless,
failing at people's expectations;
I wish I could hide myself from the world,
feeling helpless,
But here I'm singing, "keep fighting, keep fighting ".

My mind is sinking deep down in my own thoughts,
making me worst at everything.
Wearing a mask of a fake smile,
Ruining my happy moment,
But, here I'm singing, "keep fighting, keep fighting"

Before I would completely bury myself in my thoughts,
My song reached its end,
And told me,
"Burn every part of your thoughts"
"Show the world, You're a fighter!!"
"Even when you forget!! You're a fighter!! "
"The world needs to know!! You're a fighter "

-Vidhi Thakor