human after all.

Walls and fences appear in increasing numbers as we grow older with every fatal step into cynicalism. Growing up means losing purity, innocence and a loss of the protection field our parents try so hard to keep us from being hurt in the world that we live in. Well. in my case, parent anyway.

So we learn self defence in the form barridication ( if there is even such a word. i noe. I tend to do this often.). Bite, and bite back. Following the footsteps of countless people losing hope and trust in each other by becoming less human and jaded. We stop hoping for the better and norminalize hurt. Thereby the fences and walls. It is one evil cycle whereby humans get so caught up with each other that we don't realise we are probably the only ones alone in the friggin milky way.

It only takes one person to hope and believe in everything that we were thought to believe when we were young to make a change- to end this evil cycle. But who has the guts? who would be willing to tear down the fences and walls and allow themselves to be hurt?

Everybody has feelings, no matter how jaded or numb they are inside. i should noe that because I havent leaked a tear in over a decade and something happened today that made me cry. In a good way because i didnt think I was capable of crying anymore.

All it takes is just one person.