It's currently 3:30 am and I'm wide awake.
While I'm up I keep thinking. Thinking of all the things that have happened to me in life.
I have been through so much stuff.
I have been abused, misused, and bruised.
This has only made me stronger.
I believe everything happens for a reason.
Have I found my reason for being here yet?
Have you?
I believe no one knows their true meaning for being here.
They may think they're here to be put in someone's life.
But is that true?
I believe we are all here to struggle but learn how to survive things that others can't even see.
I believe only the brave can defeat monsters that are invincible yet invisible.
We are all here to thrive.
But some of us lose our way to greatness.
I know I did at one point.
Not my proudest moment.
But to sum all that I'm saying in one sentence.
We are all here for a reason; it's up to you what that reason will be.
