Sometimes, I wish I could tell you that the world does not hold the right for you to carry it, as if carrying the burdens you go through isn’t enough.
Is that why you loathe the world so much, because it asks you to sacrifice your shoulders for its foundation? I’m telling you now that the world owes you nothing, just like you don’t owe the world. And I wish you knew that, instead of cursing thin air, prodding for questions as to why you live this way.
We all want answers. But it’s about time you go through the questions too.