There is a reason for everything.
The reason poverty exist to appreciate what is it like to be wealthy.
A reason why we cry, so we can learn to smile and move on.
A reason to get our hearts broken so we know that love is still somewhere out there waiting for us.
A reason we let go knowing that there is no point to hold on.
A reason the people around you are in your life.
The reason you live, the reason you breathe and the reason you are still trying so hard to prove yourself right everyday.