my silent escape

I have been thrashed down so many times..by experiences, people, and my surroundings. 

Sometimes, I want to give up and just cry.

But most of the time, I just flip a finger I just keep my head up and keep walking.

NOW,
I take another step in my ladder to "my utopia". To some people, it may never exist; but to me, it can. I know i can make it. A perfect world does not have to be just colors, clean air, everlasting happiness, and unbroken hearts. I prefer mistakes and imperfection to be the ingredients in my utopia. I never would have learned to smile until I cried. I never would have recognized ease after pain. I never would have known satisfaction until I experienced hardships. I never would have understood love before my heart got broken many times. I never would have learned the truth...if not for the world's false actions.