Owned.

Some of you look at me, and see nothing good.

I look at some of you, and see nothing good.

but the next time you look at someone and see nothing good.

stop for a moment in that overwhelming disgust and think to yourself quietly.

But someone in this world loves this person for who she/he is,
even though I see nothing good,
all this particular someone can see is good and more good.

That is the power of love.

That is how incredibly imperfect humans are, and how much we need love to bring us a baby step closer to perfection.

so scary.