We are all the same.

We are all the same.

     We are all the same under those sunglasses.
We are all the same behind that steering wheel.
We are all the same behind that Facebook page.
We think that we have super personality powers behind all those windows, pretending that we don't care about that woman in the corner waiting for the bus every day, and we look at her from our windshield, with our super dark sunglasses, we take a mental picture and start remembering those old days when we had to take the bus to go to college, and now that I'm an adult, responsible of not only my own life but the lives of my children, and responsible as well of being always respectful for the lives of those who we think are still struggling just because they need to take the bus to move from one place to another, the way I see it in these pandemic times is that they're having more social life than I am.
The way I see it is that we're all the same, only hiding our strongest most beautiful feelings from getting out there and just sharing a simple smile to the stranger in the corner, and maybe, just maybe, we can change that person's day, or maybe even their life's forever.


Cynthia De La Luz

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