It's been a long hard day. I don't know where I am. I don't know where I'm going. But I know I'm alive and ready to fight. It's the journey that matters, not the destination. I will fight for what I want in my life, even if it's against the entire damn world.
A wise woman once sang, "I will survive." I know, no matter what happens, I will survive, even when sometimes it feels like I shouldn't even want to.
I cannot hope to find the ability to respect myself and my future in the eyes of others. I will seize my opportunities, even if it means burning a few bridges in the process.
Because in the end, I've got me. I won't stand before God with all the people I've made like me. I will stand alone. I will go forward and I will persevere, even when each step is like agony.
Ever forward. Ever forward.
