nåå, jag är trött

We're all walking around with these glossy eyes. "i'm just tired", we say. But you know what? It's bullshit. Yes, we are tired, but it's not all from a lack of sleep. We are tired of waking up with nothing to look forward to, tired of going to bed exhausted after doing a million things we find no enjoyment in doing. We're tired of this void, this emptiness that that looms over us even though our days are packed. We're tired of the loneliness that presses down on us even though we're surrounded by dozens of people. So what can't we just say it? Humans are so afraid to look into eachother's eye and say "i am unhappy, i am broken, i am hopeless and fallible" We've been coditioned to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, difference with diseas, as if these feelings are contagious, as if ambivalence is something not be felt but to be feared. Well, i say screw all of that. Screw forced smiles and polite handshakes and i'm fine thank you. Screw the fear of crying in a public place, screw the fake chipper voice, screw the lies we spit out to cover up pur problems. We are humans. We are ment to feel. To feel everything and to feel it all openly. We are not metal - we are flesh and bone. Out boiled blood courses through our cold, clammy hands. We are intricate and beautiful and we should never hide our human parts, because if we do, then what's left to show?

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Nika

this one i like very much

2011-09-13 07:26:21
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