Why would anyone want to be courageous when it’s so much easier to just give up?
To run away. To disappear.
To look in the mirror. To look at life.
To frown. To turn away.
People are mean sometimes. And the world could be a real tough place. But perhaps, the meanest of all critiques and the harshest of all accusers lie within ourselves.
I heard that failure is a bruise, and not a tattoo. And it won’t stay on you for long… unless you beat yourself over and over again.
And isn’t this true?
If we have the choice… who would want to battle up monsters when we could live with rainbows? And really, why would anyone want to be courageous when it’s so much easier to just give up?
But y’know, sometimes you just have to suck it all up. And be a little stronger with each passing day. Not because it sounds good and cool and quote worthy. But simply, because that’s the only thing we can do.
Even if it’s scary. Even though it might be lonely. Even when you aren’t sure what’s the point anymore.
life. life; goes on
And all we have to do, is try;
Because failure is not a permanent mark.
But a reminder of struggle, victory, and survival could be one.