Never knowing the reality I stand in is very frustrating.
I try to make the most of it, but I end up making the worst of it.
The call it excuses, I call it a legit reason.
I’m not trying to avoid, I’m trying to survive.
In my life time I’ve learned my lesson plenty of times.
Through corporal and verbal punishments.
I’ve survived the impossible and have lived long enough to know that life contains enemies, frenemies, and dark alleys.
That there is no such thing as a happy ending until you’ve learned the true meaning of rock bottom.
It’s complicated to live like this.
Your live taking a toll that could end in plenty of sacrifices but in the long run drinking the elixir of success and triumph is more gratifying than being stuck and knowing you’ve accomplished nothing.