Looking up.
Stars softly glowing high above.
Feeling small
Wondering what is out there.
The moon.
A spotlight illuminating the earth below.
Knowing you are part of something far far bigger.
Looking up.
Stars softly glowing high above.
Feeling small
Wondering what is out there.
The moon.
A spotlight illuminating the earth below.
Knowing you are part of something far far bigger.
I woke up just like any other day. Get up, get dressed, go to school. It was all normal up until recess. I was on the swing set the first time I saw him. A shadow of a figure that looked. . . like me?
Some days during the last block of school I feel like falling asleep.
Not because I don't care about school. In fact I want to learn,
I find it absurd that the President is doing so much bad I no longer have the capacity to feel any more.
I have become
numb
numb to the fact that this man has broken so many laws you can't even count them.
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