MY two cents of Philosophy.
So, no one knows how you feel. The world that loves you seems to crash down upon you, and all you want is shit to be right, the person who loves you, and whom you love most, seems to be distant. But it also seems as if that person is trying to get closer, as if they've seen what's going on and are trying to make things better.
But you push them away, with all the big words they tried to explain, with all the heart in their words all you can say about the speech is: "That's It?".
You know how they are, the way they speak...there's always something deeper than what they said, and they always try to show that to you, and this time the simplified it so much, but you still missed it. The times when you and them were happy wasn't good enough, because all the inner lying emotions you had, but now, when you're apart you want everything to come out. But it won't.
C'mon people, you're all shut up. WE are all shut up. We want to express ourselves but we can't. The closest we can come(to my knowledge) is in these journals. I don't think that's enough.
Call someone special today and Open up. Tell them how you feel, be it love, hate, apathy, regret, whatever. Just tell them.
I don't expect you to call me.
But you push them away, with all the big words they tried to explain, with all the heart in their words all you can say about the speech is: "That's It?".
You know how they are, the way they speak...there's always something deeper than what they said, and they always try to show that to you, and this time the simplified it so much, but you still missed it. The times when you and them were happy wasn't good enough, because all the inner lying emotions you had, but now, when you're apart you want everything to come out. But it won't.
C'mon people, you're all shut up. WE are all shut up. We want to express ourselves but we can't. The closest we can come(to my knowledge) is in these journals. I don't think that's enough.
Call someone special today and Open up. Tell them how you feel, be it love, hate, apathy, regret, whatever. Just tell them.
I don't expect you to call me.