you're sad

we're all walking around with these glossy eyes. "I'm just tired," we say. but you know what? its bullshit. yes, we're tired, but its not from some 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 looms, over us, even though our days are packed. and if your days aren't packed? good luck comrade. we're tired of the loneliness that presses down on us even though we're surrounded by dozens of people. so why can't we just say it? humans are so afraid to look into each other's eyes and say "I am unhappy, I am broken, I am hopeless and I am fallible." we've been conditioned to associate pain with weakness, sadness with coldness, loneliness with unworthiness, difference with disease, as if these feelings are contagious, as if ambivalence is something not to be felt but to be feared. well, i say screw all of that. screw forced smiles and polite handshakes and im fine, thank yous. screw the fear of crying, screw the fake chipper voice, screw the lies we spit out to cover up our problems. we are humans. we are meant to feel. to feel everything and to feel it all openly. we are not metal - we are flesh and bone. our boiled blood courses through our cold, clammy hands. don't hide your human parts, because if you do, then what's left to show? don't become your hidden.

that was fun to type.