My cigarette was snapped in half
So I fixed it.
The elastic in my winter hat fell out so,
I fixed it.
The strap on my purse fell off so I fixed it, and the batteries in my alarm clock died so I changed them and I fixed it, and the zipper on my sweater keeps getting caught so I keep fixing it because
That's what you're supposed to do when things are broken.
You fix them.
To know that something is so out of your power,
And so beyond the point of wreck and damage
Scares me.
To know that there are people out there
Friends as close to your heart as your lungs
That are unfixable
Terrifies me.
There are no bandages to dress on wounds
Because the wounds aren't even visible.
They are hidden
They don't even give you a chance to fix them.
It's not fair.
You're right...it's not fair, and it is the most helpless feeling we feel in this world. It's one thing to not be able to help poverty-stricken countries that are completely disconnected from us- it's another thing to not be able to help those people you see or talk to everyday, the people that you could help if they let you, if they showed you.
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