sometimes

sometimes the world is so heavy and i feel crushed under its infinite weight.

small things, like reading and seeing children carrying their own chairs to school because a faulty government cannot provide their educational centre with their own furniture, make me cry. but maybe it's not so small, and maybe i should cry. maybe i should feel humiliated that i am given so much, and yet i feel i have so little. i am humbled by the amazing will and strength of the people in my country. i am inspired by the children, the elderly, the oppressed.

i am overwhelmed by the desire to do something and the hopelessness of not knowing what.

tell me, what?

what can i do?

how can i fix this?

how.