There are times when everything seems
To be falling apart.

Your friends.
Your class.
Your homework.
Your parents.

Even you.


And me.
We become angry


Frustrated



Unhappy



Careless.
We have a choice


To move on,




Or stay here





Were



Everything





Is




f





a





l





l




i






n






g.
I choose to move on
I choose to stop crying
I choose to stand UP
I choose to choose my future

My story doesn’t end on the rough road,
It has only begun,
And it will end on the road I choose

Because,

I


Don’t



Choose







To end.
I choose to
Begin

I choose to
Start
At
The
Beginning
Of
The
Page









Not






The






End.
The
Beginning


Don’t you get it?
Beginning
or

End.

Which do you choose?
Beginning
or

End.











Why stop
Your life?


When you could
Begin an adventure?



There is no period
To the
Beginning of an adventure

That adventure is
Life