Fallen
I fell, too many times. Hardknocks of life, relationships, mistakes, failures, broken dreams, bad luck. Was fooled, was taken advantaged, wa stepped on, humiliated, joked upon and talked about.
But the important thing was, I stood up.
Mariah sang "I can make it through the rain, I can stand up once again, on my own, and I know that I'm strong enough to mend..."
I guess that's one good ingredient God put into the mixture, into His mixing bowl before He molded the putty into human forms. We are resilient, we are strong, we are survivors.
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