People still look at me like I’m supposed to be protected.
Like I don’t understand how things work.
But I do.
I’ve seen what this world does to people.
And I’m still here.
That’s not luck.
That’s choice.
People still look at me like I’m supposed to be protected.
Like I don’t understand how things work.
But I do.
I’ve seen what this world does to people.
And I’m still here.
That’s not luck.
That’s choice.