Dear
Mommy,
I'm beginning to understand life less and less everyday. When I was
young, I use to believe that I had actually had the world all figured out,
but now, as I grow, I know that having the world all figured out is
impossible because I now realize that I will never understand
even the simplest things that life has to offer, like why people love who
they love, and why people fight with the ones they love the most.
People use to tell me that I was going to go places, that I was the one
that was actually going to be somebody . . . , that somebody they long for me to be,
and that so…
