Broad Spectrum

I know a girl who is filled with scars. Scars from loving too much and caring more than she should. She wanders the world in hopes to escape her labyrinth. "I don't see any scars," says society. I know a girl who struggles to keep her faith and to find hope. She sits alone at night unable to sleep because her thoughts run wild in the jungle of her brain. Second guessing how others feel about her only makes it worse. "She isn't lost. She smiles all the time," says society. I know a girl who despises society. A society that tells children growing up that they must look like a Barbie and be strong like Hulk. A society that says you're ignorant if you fail a test. A society that says you can't be sad if you smile and have it better than others. Society doesn't know that her scars are in her heart and not on her wrist. Society doesn't know that her anxiety controls her mind and causes her mind to become lost in itself. And society doesn't know that sadness is possible in any human no matter what they have and how they live.

-Evelyn Sutton