Stored Years. (STORY)

When you get to the top, your struggles seem insignificant. At the top it all looks beautiful. Many don't even realise you've had sleepless nights. From the top, life is a fairytale. From the top its easier to smile, for the real scars are hidden beneath the clouds. From the top its all a masterpiece. Many want to be at the top, ofcourse who doesn't like that which is beautiful? But only the few who go through the bottom actually find their way to the top. At the bottom, that's where it all starts. At the bottom is where we all ought to learn. At the bottom, that's where we get our scars, the very marks that makes us stars. At the bottom, thats where we die, friends leave, families reject us and the elements never spare us. At the bottom, that's where life schools us,not the confines of a well structured classroom.  At the bottom that's where we meet and build, for no man starts building from the top. At the bottom we sacrifice our lives to visions bigger than us. At the bottom, thats where we earn our stories. The stored years of our short lives here on earth.