was this worth the time to write?

i have not always been like this.
always down but never out.
time passes between smiles and fake laughter.
almost too much time. a year or ten.
sometimes i think its his fault.
if he would just give it a chance,
he might change his mind.
but he's never done that before.
so why start now?
to give some girls hope?
nope. not a good enough reason.
to save a life?
close. but not close enough.
we fight. we cry. we try. we're shot down.
but we stand up again to tell the world to fuck off.
we'll never let this go.
we're not going down without a fight.