My home is the United States. More than I can say for all the children suffering from starvation in third world countries, or counties deprived of war and disease. My home is called opportunity. Yet the country I was raised in has the number one inmate population in the entire world along with highest conviction rate. For such a blessed nation, I see my people take advantage of the holy grain bestowed in front them, and without a second glance, they throw it away. We work so hard to make sure we're successful, but in the process become miserable. In this country doing what you love is possible, yet our social classes, our peers, our friends, and family all judge us by how successful we are instead of how happy we are. That's another question I ask. How is it we can live in a country that supply's us all these advantages yet we all are to afraid of the failure that is tagged along with it. see I think we need to take our opportunities with a grain of salt, with a chip on our shoulder. All of us have opportunities, but all of us don't take it. The more we do things for us, and less for them, we'll find peace within ourselves, we'll be happy, appreciate more, love more, hate less, feel more. And like a wise man once said, the most difficult part of our lives is not when no one understands you, it's when you don't understand yourself. And after we can all figure out ourselves, nothing less than an opportunity can come from it.
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