If I Can't Write It Would Be

I'm Not Happy With Just Repeating Myself.

If I Could Not Smile, I Think My Situation Would Be Even More Serious.

On The Girl's Brown Legs There Were Many Small White Scars. I Was Thinking, Do Those Scars Cover The Whole Of You, Like The Stars And The Moons On Your Dress? I Thought That Would Be Pretty Too, And I Ask You Right Here Please To Agree With Me That A Scar Is Never Ugly. That Is What The Scar Makers Want Us To Think. But You And I, We Must Make An Agreement To Defy Them. We Must See All Scars As Beauty. Okay? This Will Be Our Secret. Because Take It From Me, A Scar Does Not Form On The Dying. A Scar Means, I Survived.

The Ways In Which We Are Able To Express Courage Also Depend On The Hand Life Deals Us.

We're Often Told That We Live In A Globalized World, And We Talk About It All The Time, But People Don't Stop To Think About What It Means.