Focus; Consistency; Endurance

The common cold is a routine reminder of myself as a feeble failure.

I am weak and am prone to complain quickly.

Found a faker for physical fatigue;
Guilty as naturally negative for the way I see things.

There are reasons for me to quit and lay in bed at every end of a good week or the start of a greater day.

This could hardly be considered creative, after all it's explicit, without secret, and redundant/irrelevant.
All I seek to be is perceived as such.

It has been that way and will continue.
My default in this new life has always been hopeful and enduring.

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