My brain is running.
Running to find protection
Running to find liberation
But most of all, its running from


How can i help others
When i can’t even help


We constantly compare ourselves
But we never stop to think
Who might have the same story as us.

-the past

One can not understand
The value of kindness
Until they understand
The power of hatred


There will be a day
Where i will be
My only sunshine


By Anais Mergen