Its because we're scared.
We're scared that good times are over for good.
We're scared of screwing up again.
We're scared of someone screwing us over again.
We're scared of trusting someone because we're so stuck in
this illusory conviction that they're all the same.
We're scared to believe that there's an end to the tunnel,
because we're too busy brooding over the dark interiors.
We're scared of breathing, because we're all going to die
someday, why wait?
Thats what happens when we're sad. We resign ourselves to
this all-pervasive conquering fear. The fear to simply and merely live.
The fear to move on. Thats why we're sad.
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