Color my life with the chaos of trouble.

Written on a wall in Homs, Syria. “When I leave, know that I tried my best to stay."  Many people, like me, will never truly understand these words. Because we were never forced to watch a country we love burn and then forced to leave it. And then got treated like diseases in countries we had to go to. To stay alive. Most of us, hopefully, will not go through these things. So next time you complain about the refugees, think about it.