I am just one person

The first Photo is of me and Karaz" who lost her mother and her only brother, in an airstrike"

Will it be mentioned in history books that I tried, at the expense of my physical and mental health, and my whole life, to treat and help my people, who were fought by the whole world, and exhausted to the point of death? What is the point, what benefit would it do me even if my name was written in the brightest pages of history as an honor, and I lived my whole life in pain, hoping for a peaceful day, and never having it? Will the world's apology to us relieve me and my family of all the oppression, fear, anxiety, hunger, anger, psychological torture, and all other bad feelings and difficult times, or will regret about our pain if our bodies are cut off or if we are burned alive, without any guilt, ease our pains?

I am just one person, with one soul, one mind and one heart, I walk known steps, and do known things, I do not fly high if danger comes, andl cannot feel comfortable, in any journey, and no one is supporting my back, so why do I always try in every thought, everyday to save the world! I cannot even save my family, to try to save the world. I just want all this misery that I and my family are going through, to end, in any way possible!

I feel like we are lifeless faces and bodies, the world will soon forget! I feel dead inside, and nothing can affect me, although I might cry over the simplest thing, and feel the worst possible pain from everything. We are solid things, and breaking us was hard, but it happened daily, slowly. We were trees, but the world preferred wood, and we were mountains, but the world preferred stones, and we were alive, but the world preferred us dead.

Don't save us, we are already broken things, and soon we'll be all dead!