I am not invisible, there's so much to be grateful about life, its stories and its tricks and turns. My weakness defines me that I am human, I cry in foul, I celebrate on my achievements and lucks. I am human as I made mistakes, I am not perfect and I will never be.
I love my life and everything that surrounds it. Everything that makes me perfectly imperfect. I have been to the loneliest place to wilderness, being sad and depress, endless tremor of fear, yet I choose to let go, to live and leave all my cares to the heavens heaven.
A far cry from all these struggles, pain and hurdles. I am better and I am strong.
I will win the battle. Because all this pain, it'll be invisible.