The struggle and pain is real and pure.

Living a life you never wanted to live

And also enduring the pain that it brought.

Everyday that should be a bright and sunny day,

Is dark and full of misery.

No one truly understands the essence of who you are

And it gives you reason to give up.

But you have a purpose.

As does everybody else.

And for those who dont know

Nor understand,

Make them.

Everybody has a past,

Some are not proud of theirs 

But it indeed made them who they are.

Life is an experience.

You take something from it and you learn.

You are given life

And its up to make it what you want it to be .