Tongue like a lawer, mind and eyes like a child. When will some people grow out of this stage. I wonder why how I always choose to be open minded, while the rest don’t. It worries me sometimes, that some of the ones closest to me are the ones in dire need in change of mind. I feel like Obama preaching about the change that we all need. It’s not out of anger, it’s out of care.
Half of the time I wish people were as cold hearted as me so they could stop caring about something in an instant. And the other half, I’m glad they’re nothing like me. I’m not misunderstood, just misinterpreted.