Living is not a dark abyss, in which misery is a trope that characterizes the nature of life. To think of living in such a way, it is completely absurd. Even in the most horrendous situation, I believe people are still able to have pleasant moments. the nature of suffering is mostly influenced by personal attitude. Some people have made it their personal duty to turn my life into a living hell. Fortunately, they have not succeeded. My happiness reveals another aspect of their failure.
Living should not be a battle between joy and sorrow; however, society is simply the essence of this struggle. My life demonstrates greatness is the overcoming of the world's ignorance. Institutions are created from tunnel visions. Their laws mandate the destruction of human inner capacities. Some even use structural racism, indirect torture, and institutional discrimination, making sure that my destiny becomes nothing more than the penitence of a ghetto life. They endeavour to exterminate my strength, taking away the ability to obtain a fictitious diploma that promises no education. Despite trying to destroy my desire to do wonders, the mind continues to emphasize that freedom is from within. No form of oppression can keep it locked in misery. My poverty is the gift of ignorance and not the aspiration for greatness.