Sometimes I look at everyone around me and just absorb.

People who are black, white, happy, sad, male or female.

Everyone is beautiful. I do not care about what perfect means. To me, everyone is perfect, and amazing.

The idea of them being alive, of them once being a child like me and their experiences and heart and soul. It's all so great.

I look at all these beautiful beings, and I understand. I understand who they are, and how I'm just another part of their life and they're just another part of mine.

But I look at them, and at the same time, I do not understand. I do not understand how a person could be cruel. I do not understand how someone can judge another.

I do not understand how you can hurt yourself, or people around you.

I do not understand racism and sexism. I do not understand prejudice.

After all, we're all the same. Aren't we?

We're all beautiful amazing beings who walk this earth for a reason, whether you believe in it or not.

But maybe I just feel that way because I am simply a child.