Through my lens

Life is very tough sometimes, you don’t fully understand everyone.

Not even the ones whom you love.

The ones whom you give your heart to.

You see, we look at life through a different lens.

Sure, we’re not all on the same page, but my heart thirsts and wishes that some people understood me better.

That some people would take a peek through my lens, even if it meant one time.

I wish that we could hold hands and skim through the pages together.

I wish that we could blow the wind away and bring all of the forces down.

Then, life wouldn’t be so tough.

It wouldn’t be a game where everyone just looked at the world through their own lens.

Where everyone only understood themselves.

Or chose to, anyways.

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