Bystanders; they are no different from perpetrators  A jungle made carelessly by the adults. Thanks to it, my youth is rotten away. Why do they kill us before we try?  Why do we have to bow our head? This is the place where we’re turned into bystanders, “I didn’t know because I was out of it” became an excuse.

“That should be me. I know.”  He looked into her eyes, for the last time. He let go of her hands with hesitant, handing them to her husband. “Yo