My mind wanders because it knows where to go but not how to get there.
My body has scars from years past,
some self-induced, some from inanimate objects
while running, dancing, playing and living care free.
A life of a child is a joyous imaginative world of wonder & unity.
Oh, what a world it would be if we all lived like that.
Let’s spread more love & resist the hate.
Protest it like your life depends on it.
Live & love like the world is ending.
Help someone not because you pity them or feel bad for them,
do it because you can.