As much as I'd like to be, I can't be happy with this place. There's too much going on all the time that I don't agree with. What am I supposed to do when the grass is dying on the other side? I'm given fertilizer, water and sunlight but when a look at the other side, the other people and everything looks terrible, and the sun has been blocked out. It's not okay, not okay at all, and it happens all too frequently here. There's a vast different between the golden children and the re headed step children. There's no in between. And being on the top and looking down only gives me a much wider view of the destruction plaguing them.
But ugh. What can be done about it? I speak, I speak a lot, but maybe I just need more doing.
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