Dear Me,
From self-reflecting to self-respecting...Being young and having to grow up mentally, physically, and emotionally all by yourself takes a toll on many aspects of life. Why can’t I play like those other kids? Why can’t I take a break on reality and imagine a land where everything is nice? It brings many wounded memories and many lost dreams. Many covered scars, pushed in the back of my own head for security... I shouldn’t be scared, I shouldn’t feel the need to protect myself with a wall built up. I shouldn’t have to be so misguided, and lost...but it’s only because I’m young and the world...