In that moment I realised everything was over. Everything that I had been working towards was dropped from the mountains in which I live and crushed. My cardboard box with feathers and foam didn't protect the egg from getting smashed. No matter how much protection i put around it, laying it different ways it still broke, as anything would from being dropped from 14 thousand feet above the city below.
In that moment I realised that no matter how much you fight for a cause that you are only once voice in a sea of people fighting against you, you are only one tiny insignificant voice. No one hears you when you are being drowned out by other