echoes

Every time I come back home, I am faced with the painful reality: "It's not supposed to be like this."

As with most other things, I tell myself to suck it up. But I can't just ignore it. There are billions of children in the world with this same thought. Many have it much worse off than I do. But the cry is still the same, all the people echoing, "it's not supposed to be like this..."