When are we ?
When are we supposed to think that our love is above our own misconception ? What is that we consider prejudice ? We are just dots running in a world full with hate , just to consider ourselfs more than what the world can provide .
In a world full of hate we try to make sense of the normal that we see in others and try to use it in a way that makes us normal . Even words spoken in a way that is considered wrong can make us useless .
In time we decide what we choose to be and think .