as a description of ourselves
we write about our positions in life
about how we make a living
what we are good at
-the professional photographer
-the brutally honest
-the simply happy person
where are the rest then?
if we are all here and all these,
where is the ignorant?
where are all the thieves? the liars?
where are all the sad people gone?
where is the one who does nothing?
the one who is just there, watching?
the one who hates her mom and just had a huge fight with whole family?
all of us with no job, no love, no interest?
where are all those people throwing tampons in the ocean?
the war lovers?
the ones with no friends and no birthday parties, not so grateful for having all in their life bla bla?
where is the rest of us hiding?
without a description?