Pain
Pain
The pain is there to inspire you.
The throbbing, tenderness of your knees from learning to walk
Your tingling cheek after being slapped by your mother
The fresh blood snaking down your leg from the dog next door
The pain is there to inspire you.
The pain is there for you to learn.
The weight in your chest, teaching you guilt
The sweet tears of a broken heart
The deep ache in your soul from the sharp words
The pain is there for you to learn.
The pain is there for you to grow.
The pain inspires you to learn
The pain motivates every thought
It pushes you to your limits.
The pain is there for you to grow.
The pain is there for a reason.
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