Perhaps, I will never truly belong anywhere. Max Ehrmann's poem tells us to 'avoid loud and aggressive persons' for 'they are vexatious to the spirit.' Even though I can also be seen as a loud and aggressive person, I took inspiration in his poem and tried to really avoid people of those type immediately after reading it. Somewhere inside of me is a...
Sometimes, our voices never come out. Most of the time, our voices are never heard. Our whispers are no more than whispers. Our shouts become shouts into the void. People will always have something to say about us however we may act, however we may behave. And oftentimes, they'd think they're right about their opinions. If you say something, they'd think you're rather defensive....
