ThisIsMyLetterToTheWorld

I know that words are so hollow

I feel hollow words

Everyone's words

Are hollow

To me

I think that I am sorry

I ruined something

I open my eyes, 

Seeing a barely knit community, 

Everyone ignoring those who they pass, 

Going only to those they relate to, 

“I swear, if you do that one more time-”

“Like this?”

“Do NOT kick that! Do you want to die?”

“Is that a threat?”

“Ugh, no.”

There is a road that winds endlessly on and on; it does not stop, yet in some places it becomes hard to follow.