sometimes I just write things.

every single one of us has pain.
what we do with it is what matters.
some turn it into anger.
some turn it into spite.
some turn it into guilt and let it mould their minds over the landscape of their life.
me, I turn it into determination.
a determination to be happy, even when there is little reason to be.
a determination to keep moving forward, even when things get thrown in my way.
a determination to create, rather than destroy.
a determination to feel, rather than stifle.
a determination to uphold, rather than eliminate.

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