My heart asked my head:
"Pain and suffering will eventually go away,
It is you who is the strongest,
Yet you always believe otherwise,
  Why?"

To that, my brain replied:
"How can you feel strong, when all your life you have been told you weren't enough?"

The sad reality;
We feed ourselves lies and negativity,
And for what?
Because we don't have what other people have?
Because we don't look like others?
Because we don't come from money?
Nor do we have houses, cars and looks?

We are so beautiful in so many ways,
We are capable of magic,
And hope,
And dreams,
We don't have to come from money.
We don't have to have looks.
Or drive...