This is the plight of the seemingly happy
kid who seems to have everything but lost everything. This is the plight of the
ambivert who shuts the world out because it drains him. This is the plight of
the little girl who chose to become Rapunzel because her stepmother was right -
the world is filled with rotten hearts.
To those who found the heart to care,
follow the signs to find these people. Find their eyes beneath the cracks of
long hair, peek within the windows of their souls, through the fortification of
silence - built to shield themselves from the barrage of discrimination.
Listen to the voice coming from within that
is begging you to step into their worn out shoes; to look through the lens of
their crooked glasses, and to see the world in their taste.
Perhaps they'll pry open your third eye and
show you that this is a world where superficiality is an accepted mentality,
where exploitation is a denied yet real motivation, and where being street-smart
means being able to be the meanest to the weakest.
Beneath the awkward silence may be an orchestra of ponderings. Isn't that true my friend?
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