A few days ago, I watched the news on my television. It told about food hunger in Syria. Many children are on hunger and starving. I watched it while I was eating my rice on my plate. Sad, right? And suddenly I thought, Oh God... There are so many people starving outside there, but so many people are also food waste... Or maybe they can't eat. My heart starts crying inside. And keep thinking that I'm here, not doing anything (well I did some work not relateable but...) I just feel like I want to help them. My heart is too soft.. but I do complain about something my life that might be not that necessarily important?? While others have more big problems than I do. /cry/
My overthinking starts to run. I started to think about myself, do I still have the right to dream while other people are starving? not have a good life? or thinking about this planet is slowly getting changed because of climate change. Is there any heart in every people that is rich? or are they still having an intense to help another creature?
To everyone who reads this, please help me (in the comment section). Thank you.
