It will come
I’ve been waiting for so long to find my purpose in this life. The reason for all of my pain, suffering and struggles. I was made for a reason. We all were made. I always had ideas but never knew how to go about it correctly. Every attempt I made was shut down fast. Pushed out to the point that I became agoraphobic. Still, I try. Still, I rise. No one can stop me from trying. I will find a way to fight for what I believe in and I will make an impact.
