I'm lost.
Lost in a world, a world that forgot about me.
Different.
Not many like me.
Who am I?
I don't know me.
I'm lost.
It's my heart.
Thy heart I don't understand.
I know what it wants, but how do I go about it?
Not many like me.
My heart yearns for so much, much more than I could have thought.
My heart, I can't quite describe.
There's this feeling of caring, caring for the world.
Erasing Stigma.
My heart won't desert me, people they will.
Where are those people who are like me?
There's not many, but there definitely are plenty.
About the Creator
Paris Patrick
I'm a huge believer that our world needs more kindness, it starts with one person. Spreading kindness starts with you. Every single one of us. How can you spread kindness? I'm new at this, so let the adventure begin!
Facebook: @onexheart
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