That's when people starts to hate. The envy starts to seep in corrupting them from inside. Then they would start to rethink the worthiness of their sole reason for striving. They are blinded by jealousy and by hate towards other people. The worst.. they would hate their own self. For being a loser. Then they'll get depressed. Embraces their short comings on their bed in a fetal position.
Now. This is the point where the strong ones would start to pick himself/herself up and starts using the "P"s. They would redeem their selves for losing respect and belief in their own chance to greatness.
They Push beyond their limits. They would try to exceed their previous efforts and even leave their comfort zones. They are self-driven which are either fueled by hope and dreams or anger and revenge. In either ways.. they're breaking the barriers.Then they show Patience. That despite of overwhelming trials and difficulties, they bear all the weight and move on with one thing on their mind. The willingness to pursue even after long days, weeks, months, years of sacrifice and hardships.
Then they Persevere. When the fuel of ambition dries out and despite of so much down falls.. they continue. But this time.. there's nothing left to them but their spirit. Softer than their physical form but stronger than their body. The one that never gets shattered but eventually dies.
And I believe that my spirit is a Phoenix. With the burning passion to succeed. Which symbolizes continuity and eternity. Its death ironically represents new beginning. A new chapter. To pick myself up again. To push. Exhibit patience. And persevere despite of everything.
Yes, I have learned how to hate. But what's more important is your ability to use that hate and transform it into a good driving force to achieve what you have always been dreaming.
Now, would you choose to stay on that bed like an aborted fetus or rise up from the ashes and fly high?