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It's Always Worth It


I’ve been in constant contradiction since I was 17 years old, do I run away from everything? or do just what I’m told? But nothing seemed alright inside my sheltered mind. Little did I know, it was my focus that made me blind. “But if I can lay this all out clearly on a page, why can’t I find a light, to illuminate my stage?“ I wish I could’ve told myself, “it’s all in your mind," you see, while my past had my attention I let the present lag behind. So I walked around on auto-pilot inside a dark charade, all these opportunities arose, but I was in retrograde. And one day I got an idea that nothing’s difficult, some things just take longer, and through that realization my mind grew a little stronger. And now my future is here, and it’s still being woven, with the colors that I want, it’s a story that I’ve chosen. I’ve defined my purpose as not to avoid death but to live instead, and it’s not to late to save your mind, from a society that’s already dead. And I think it’s beautiful how everything connects even if it’s a little frayed, because even though some things got hard I’m really glad I stayed. And I’m not saying everything’s painless some things still hit my core, but sometimes I think I’m feeling down, and then I think a little more. Because you see there’s so much out there, besides this one minute. We’re all relevant to the world, and everyone in it. And it took me awhile to realize this, but I swear I won’t forget. Because even though things get hard, it’s always worth it.
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