Someone once told me that the world is uglier than I could ever imagine, I was innocent then. A child with little pretense and I understand now. I see the world's scars and the gaps in the teeth of strangers with amputated arms. And I see the fear in the eyes of mothers and I listen to the words of men who have lost their wives and women who have lost their husbands. And I hear about the way it all fades and no one sees it coming.I know this, because I am listening.I am always listening and taking too much in and falling apart, through the gaps of everyone's fingertips. And some days feel more like dying than living. And we just aren't meant to survive this. We are meant to fade.
And some days when I do, I do it tragically. Carelessly.
By Janey Lu