Dedicated to the one, who find themselves struggling and digging
for happiness, here's to you. You were born a warrior, all you need to
do is wake yourself up. And the good times are here to come.
There’s one thing I always learnt in my failures, and that it made you look ugly. No matter how good you look, you’d still hate the guy in the mirror.
No matter how self-obsessed you’re, you’d still hate yourself. Or at least you’d be trying not to hate yourself.
There’s
another thing failure taught me, and that’s to be humble to someone who
has failed; to not look down on them; because you know how excruciating
the pain is.
It
will pain you, it will leave you
void, it will leave you to tears. But that is when you don’t give up.
It’s easy to say though, harder to be done.
I
will breathe, when I find myself choked. I will rise, when I find myself
pinned. I will fly, when I’ve my wings clipped. I will win, when
there’s every odd against me.
There will be
days when you’d cry alone, days when you’d weep and find no tears; days
when you’d find the world against you. Days when you’d miss smiling so
much that you’d cry like a kid; days when you’d lose your love and feel
hollow inside.
That’s when you need to love yourself the
most, because that person you see in the mirror is the only guy who will
walk the eternity with you, not your love, not your peers, not anyone!