The world is like a library. So many stories.. All of them different. Stories are everywhere. Some sad, some crazy. Some bland, and some happy. Everything and everyone has one. That piece of paper you saw laying on the sidewalk has one. That person you passed on the street has one. And the sad thing is, you'll never know them. All those stories, and most of them never heard. I wish we we're able to see all the stories, everyone's point of view. Because they are so different, so unique, so important, so AMAZING. No matter how uninteresting they seem. If I was to have one superpower, it would be to see the story of everything. Because someone's story should never go unheard. Even that telephone pole over there. Who cares how unimportant it seems? You don't know how it affected someone's life. Like the workers who built it, or the company who hired them. Or maybe even the people who get service for their phone from it. It all sticks together. Nothing is ever unrelated. Nothing ever is unaffected by the world around it. Its all related. And that's the beauty of the world. The strings tying everything together. The stories which you might be a part of. And every story affects someone else's.
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Inner Thoughts
PoetryThoughts that float around in my head a lot and other stuff I think about. A couple poems. It's actually a lot more interesting than it sounds
