We all have a voice. Some a whisper, some a roar. If you can roar, roar for others. If you can only whisper, keep trying. Every roar started small.

Fight everyday for a better life.

You may be a poet and not even know it.

You can, you will. You did.

Feed your soul; books, places, people, anything. That helps it grow.

Try not to judge others. Because someone might have gone through something that you wouldn't have survived if it happened to you.

Nourish the body, nourish the soul. Punish the body, punish the soul.