Untold Chronicles: Living on the edge

Each of the photographs I make are frozen memories that remind me of a phase I thought will never be over, and moments I wish would stay forever. Periods when I took a walk in my own shoes and my feet hurt because they couldn't fit.

I had questions I may never find answers to. Why do I see the pain behind the grins and laughter loud enough to fill a hall. I see the superheroes yearning for a hug, Role models hoping they could get a tap on their shoulders to tell them they do their best.

I see people living life on the edge not because they want to but because they have no other choice.

How else would they possibly live?