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They thought…

Illustration of a crying woman

They thought you were quiet,

a push over,


and alone.

You were quite, 

observent and


Life was good,

white and bright.

You were hurt, wronged

and ignored.

In silence, you were in pain

trying to be sane.

Those dark nights,

were lonely and painful.

Crying and crying,

till there were no more tears

but heartache.

After thousands of minutes and seconds,

you sprouted and bloomed.

Those tears of pain and heartache, 

were now tears of happiness and joy.

They thought you were quiet,

a push over 

timid and alone.

But, dismissed your light

strength, courage and confidence.

Life is too precious to live in pain and surround yourself by those who will drain your energy. Surround yourself by those who will compliment you, support you, believe in you and carry you, through your good and bad times.

Yes, growing is not easy, changing is not easy; no one said it would be easy. But does anything beautiful come easy, without pain or difficulty?

Life is a struggle and life is beautiful.

“The only way that we can live, is if we grow. The only way that we can grow is if we change. The only way that we can change is if we learn. The only way we can learn is if we are exposed. And the only way that we can become exposed is if we throw ourselves out into the open. Do it. Throw yourself.” 
― C. JoyBell C. 

Remember to stay beautiful and be bold hide less.  

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