Influence

I like to think I have some type of influence in the world. Whether it's to hundreds of people or just one. Having an influence on someone is such a strong weight though.

Some people like the weight on their shoulders. They seem to get stronger and stronger with every life they touch. But for me, I feel as though I am getting crushed. With every person I talk to, their weight is added on to me. I can only take so much until I break.

I want to say that with time, I'll get stronger. Sure, I can help one person's life and then the next, but now it feels as though I'm helping millions of people at one time. I can't take that pressure. It's too much for me to handle.

I will eventually help everyone I have to, but I'll be left a mess with no one to help me. A pile of broken bones, bruises, and blood just sitting there. Rotting.

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