The real world doesn't operate under a simple system of right and wrong. People who have never had to trade a piece of their souls just to have food or shelter can't understand the scores of bad decisions desperate people are forced to make
Kindness doesn't sink as deep into your skin as the damage does. The damage stains your soul so bad, you can't scrub it off. It stays forever, and I feel like people can see all my damage just by looking at me