control is out of us

And at the end of the day, we either get softer or harder. There are people taking over, and the corners of our lifes are so mixed they don't even seem ours anymore.
There is so much letting go and starting over to feel worthy of the time we were given, to feel proud to chase after yourself - proud to stand where so many others do not.

The fact is that by the end of the day, we get to count on our own - to trust ourselves to survive.
There is room, after all. We're given tomorrow.