I am surrounded by such comfort, such sweetness of life that I find it very hard to accept my world is also this world of violence and death.
It's just too much for my lil heart, it makes me sea-sick.
I don't know anything that can heal this painful feeling we all get inside in front of all this, being most of the time really helpless.
Is the only way to be happy is to behave like the three lil monkeys?
I think we have no choice most of the time.
But I also think that "living with the fact that all this happens" does not mean we gotta accept it.
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