We Are All So Different

But my very busy mother doesn’t pay attention to me:-(

We are all too busy sometimes 🙂

Or maybe I just want to hide from the scorching sun?

What can make you sad?

By reading books, we create our own version of reality…

What would I want?…

You still have everything ahead of you to become real.

But even at this age we can love!

What will happen to me when I grow up?

Why is everything so complicated in our world?