the tree and the sun

it's sad
how the tree needs the sun,
but the sun would still shine as bright without the tree.

it's unsettling
how the tree would always look up to the sky,
yet the sun is never seen looking back.

it's upsetting
how traces of the sun lingers in the skin of the tree,
but to the sun the tree is a tree among the trees.

it's life
when the tree is all dried up,
yet the sun is still in its glory.

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irony and its closure

The defense of the self, The denial of the mind, The pain of the heart, And the battlefield inside. Pointing out a statement from Charles Lindbergh, "Isn't it strange that we talk least about the things we think about the most?" It's not okay when you try to not feel. It's okay when you try to feel. It's not okay when you try to not think. It's okay when you try to think. Oh dear, you're thinking too much About trying to not think the thing you're thinking. Maybe we would all be better if we face ourselves head-on. Yes, ourselves. No bigger obstacle than dealing with something you call 'myself'. No bigger energy wasted than to lie to someone you call 'myself'. The hardest thing to be in touch with, in life, is your own self and all its substances. You live in a world where it's much simpler to ignore your thoughts and feelings for the sake of your emotional stability. Or so you thought. But just so you know. It&#

the chorus

you stole my dream you stole my dream when the sun sleep i am falling deep you stole my dream you stole my dream the dream i long so long the dream i try to hold on to you stole my dream you stole my dream the void is eating every piece the void is swallowing every oxygen you did not, you did not i'm incapable of understanding

connection

distance stay away for instance keeping myself in my radius leading life so tedious i'm confident being independent people tell me to feel otherwise fitting in is a lame investment definitely the path for the unwise on a rainy day she's awake sleepy eyes glued on screen excited another day she spent awake they say another day alienated oh dear that one sentence grabbed all her attention the word she's been yearning all year while longing for companion In fact, what she needed was not less social connection, but connection that felt more meaningful. (Cacioppo & Patrick, 2009)

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