The world doesn't owe us anything, but expects us to give it our all, it takes from us everything we've got. I screamed into the night, "this isn't fair!" I begged to know why, why must I endure this, why me? Then the night echoed back, "why you? Why were you lucky enough to be born into this life. Why were you not born in the streets , envious of even the poor, those with rooves over their heads, food on the table. Why were you lucky enough to be given the chance to struggle through an education so you may one day support yourself? Why were you lucky enough to have your heart broken again and again so you may someday find someone to love and someone to love you. Why are you expected to make a difference? Well why not you?"
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