I am but a sparrow caught in a gale, I’ll never give up even as the wind breaks my wings.
Empathy has returned, like a thief in the night in snuck back in to my life. Why can’t I be cruel and cold! Cruel, uncaring people don’t have to struggle through barriers! They don’t even percieve the barriers. True nothing is felt in that life. But isn’t oblivion favourable over what empathy gives me?