If I Could say a few.

If I could spare you the pain, the wasted time, I’d tell you: to never let life’s blows make you bitter. A coward's trimp card. To not let things beyond your control turn your heart cold. Stay soft like silk, I know it’s hard. Keep your heart clear as milk and try. Try to stay tender, even when the world demands hardness. Timing is important Even the diamond trusted the process I know the weight of hurt—it brings us to our knees, threatens to bury us under grudges of the fleshly wants. But when you let it go, you can choose not to let it change who you are. Of course, you can’t change the past. And you can't let the pain shape you; You are so much more than that. You are never defined by how others make you feel. Let it hurt so much. But then let it heal. Don’t stay there, stuck in the ache. Remember who you are, and rise. As a falcon soars high above the sky, Mark your target and descend to strike For the courageous goes the honor Their victory claims the spoils. > ~DarKnight