Vaishu writes

I don't understand why they play with soft, I don't understand why they pluck a flower, I don't understand why they blame the fall. For a long time, I kept making fool of myself, I felt like I was the kindest they met but they never respected that now I have realized that a soft heart can't be understood by many, some will call it a fool, some will call it far away from being full but no matter what they say a heart is the softest chime by the fate, I have heard people saying that a soft-hearted person suffers the most but now I understand why they say that, they say this because they are scared of being like them, they are scared of being a human, and they know what a human can be but when they see what a human should be they get scared of it. My father says to make your heart the most beautiful thing about you because no matter how soft and delicate it is, it will fall in autumn but rise in spring, it gets scattered by the cold wind but lets the warmth sti...