or how someone we love can say something that just crushes us into pieces but we force ourselves to forget about it because that’s the only way we can be happy. we convince ourselves of lies because we think that’s the only way to be happy.
why are we so afraid to look ourselves in the eye?
“Because I want it over and done. I do. I’m tired, boss. Tired of bein’ on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. Tired of not ever having me a buddy to be with, or tell me where we’s coming from or going to, or why. Mostly I’m tired of people being ugly to each other. I’m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday. There’s too much of it. It’s like pieces of glass in my head all the time. Can you understand?”