Through my own eyes I see the world. I see all the beauty, and I see all the ugly. The beauty makes me hold my breath with a big smile on my lips, Beauty are many different things to me. But more than often it is the beauty of the nature that takes my breath away. The ugly in the other hand makes me really sad and puts a tear in my eye, Ugly are like the beauty many different things to me. But more than often it is all the misery in the world that makes me cry, the cruelty of humanity makes me so angry and so sad at the same time… But I am feeling so powerless… I am only one, one person, that through my own eyes… I see the world!
Skrivet av: Anne Kananen 2011