On tv, the introspective kid watches and learns and we fall in love
with him because we get in his head, his domain. Then, at just the
right realization, at just the right time, with just the right music
playing, someone asks him what's on his mind. And he delivers the most
amazing speech, and she falls in love forever. The End. I'm not
introverted because life is not like that. You can't hide your love.
Its perfect in your head, but its not like tv, its not the same
outside your world. So we talk, we talk and we write and we sing and
we dance. We try and express the world inside to another person, to
make them see exactly what we do. And we fail. We fail because
language isn't perfect; perceptions
aren't the same; people aren't nice, and we are all scared. Now, all
these problems with reality and interpersonal relationships scare
people into themselves, and the tragic perfection of the world in our
minds intoxicates us so we stop trying to show each other the beauty
we see and feel. So, we hide.
Fuck you. I'm not hiding. I'm fighting. Fighting hurts, but I won't
stop.