I Chose Who I Am

"This is where it happened,
Not where I live anymore." I can carry it without becoming it.
I can know where I've been and still choose where I'm going.
I am not what happened to me; I am what I do with it now.
I choose who I am.
I choose who I am.
Every scar has a name, but not a sentence.
Every fall was a road, not the end.