Perspective
5/01/2020
Each of us sees the world through a lense. Call it glasses, call it a curtain over our eyes. Some people cannot process things, and thus block them out. I am one of them.
I’m not going to school today, or Monday, or any other day. I will be barred from school for the rest of the year. I want those glasses more than I thought was possible. With those rose-colored glasses, perhaps my perspective would no longer be shifting so much. I don’t know what to say or do anymore. I don’t know what to think, either. My perspective keeps on sliding off the screen, so far down that I can’t see the pinprick of light that was comfort.
Before, my perspective was that things couldn’t get worse. N
But now?
I’m no longer so sure.
Each of us sees the world through a lense. Call it glasses, call it a curtain over our eyes. Some people cannot process things, and thus block them out. I am one of them.
I’m not going to school today, or Monday, or any other day. I will be barred from school for the rest of the year. I want those glasses more than I thought was possible. With those rose-colored glasses, perhaps my perspective would no longer be shifting so much. I don’t know what to say or do anymore. I don’t know what to think, either. My perspective keeps on sliding off the screen, so far down that I can’t see the pinprick of light that was comfort.
Before, my perspective was that things couldn’t get worse. N
But now?
I’m no longer so sure.
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