Would you look at that, the world can & does give you so much pain.
The type of pain that slowly kills you...
The pain of when you love, when you laugh, when you are truly happy.
Oh God, so much pain, a pain that just won't leave,
But here you are, standing tall, looking proud in your reflection.
And all of this pain that you've been given, here you are making gold out of it.
-making a beautiful power out of it & there is nothing purer than that... -S.C