There's pain in knowledge

I find it hard watching someone fight a losing battle in a movie because i know they're not going to win and i tell myself they're better off saving their energy.
I find it heartbreaking watching myself fight a battle i think i'm going to lose looking back at all the times i've failed in the past. It's quite depressing, in fact. Do i throw my hands up in the air or do i keep on fighting hoping for a miracle? What are the chances of a miracle looking at the past. But then again, do i forget about the past, realize it's a new day and keep fighting till the fight is over and i'm declared a loser. Just the thought sends tears pouring. I find it soo hard to give up. On a road where failure has popped up certain times, attaining success does not just require a miracle, it demands one. I feel like i wouldn't be surprised it i end up with Queen's result despite all the work i've put in. Sure, I might cry or hold the tears inside, but i won't be surprised. The pain in knowing the truth is that it hurts, it cuts like a knife. Ignorance surely is bliss.