I want to say a lot more things than I am able
I want to do a lot more things than I know how.
I don't want to be stupid; sometimes I just want to be crazy.
I have come to understand a little bit -
sometimes, there really are lives so filled with suffering and white ceilings and pain and helplessness and embarrassment; that I have nothing to offer when they say life is no longer worth living.
sometimes, the world I see can be so very different from the world other people see that I get scared; get insecure; feel like I may be wrong wrong wrong. Maybe I'm just different. And secretly, maybe I'm just right damnit.
no one should be arrogant enough to believe they know everything.
and I underestimated the power of simply caring for the people around you. I'm scared. Who are you? Why did you do this to me? Don't you know that once you know something, you can't ever un-know it?
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