..Imagine being a book. A picture book.
Imagine being someones' stress reliever, Favourite.
Imangine having someone look forward to you and remember you.
Imagine being able to put a smile on ones face just by being read.
To make someone happy and give them knowledge.
Knowledge, something one cannot buy and cannot be gifted.
But......
Imagine being a book. A picture book.
Imagine being scribbled on. Imagine not being able to share your thoughts.
Imagine being left all alone in the dark with nothing but other books surrounding you.
Imagine being in a dusty shelf.
Imagine being thrown away after read.
To be forgotten after a few decades and then burnt into crisp as you are no longer useful and no one.... wants you.
You should be grateful for being in this world as a human.
A human that is able to think, share their thoughts and communicate with others. You are still able to make someones day even if you are "ugly" "not smart" "disable".
Love yourself and im sure at least 1 person will love you and care for you❤
