I've got young generations in my family, an army of future doctors, engineers, entrepreneurs. I see gleams of hope in the upcoming kids, the learners, writers, scientists. I believe they have just the right keys to unlock new worlds beyond the one we're living in.
Invisible capes hang from their shoulders, from the youngest child sleeping in their crib to the oldest holding a flashlight under the covers to read a book. I believe a kid's ambitions need to be nurtured, they shall shape a future as bright as their crooked smiles. Designing their superhero's suit with the pen and pencil they take to school.
The moment will come when they fix the things we couldn't. The solutions we were too busy to find.
Our superheroes will fly.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
