The world is full of people. And that makes it all the more ironic how there are so many lonely people, how we isolate one another, how we sometimes choose to turn away from another living, feeling being's emotions.
One human is only so much. Yet one human could be everything to another, or take everything from another. Some of us live blind to the pain of others, some of us live blinded by the pain we suffer. That's how able and yet crippled we are in every breath we take. Everyone deserves to be loved, but who has the heart to love everyone? It hurts me to think that I can't do that even though I know I want to and even though I'm conscious of that.
It hurts me to think about how many people need help in this world but will never receive it. It just hurts right now, in this night, and it's dramatic but it brings tears and I wish I could do something to make it all okay.
And I'm more than aware of the fact that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll again be numb and blind so as to preserve my sanity. And I'll believe that we can't focus on the negativity forever. But right now, it hurts a little, and perhaps, now, a little less.
We can't change the whole world, but we could start with changing the world for one person.
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