life is never the same, we shift and twist and turn in a current we can't control. i've heard it said that the mind twists and bends to deal with the horrors of life, but sometimes the mind shifts so much that it snaps in two. what happens after that? are you expected to continue moving on with life as if you're still the same as always? or is this snap what suicide is born from? can a snap heal? or is it permanent? this life is a mydrid of questions, that you'll never figure out the answers to but you just can't stop asking. shall i curl under a rock, protect myself by denying myself? if you open up to the good, are you really just asking for the bad? is there a way to get one without the other? it never rains, it always pour. good comes singular but bad comes in multiples. shouldn't it be the other way around? they say there is a heaven and there is a hell. i say they're wrong. this is hell. earth is our hell and we can't escape it. when we die, we just come back again. to try again. perfection is an unachievable dream.
tell me why the single mother works three jobs and then cries herself to sleep at night because her children are still going without. tell me why the bum on the street corner is smarter than i, but shunned for not comforming. tell me why we drop bombs and then follow them with sandwiches. we take pity on our enemies? no, we do it to make ourselves feel better for destroying them. tell me why the pretty cheerleader cries herself to sleep because she's alone in the middle of the crowd, and the one she shuns for not being cool cries herself to sleep because she isn't the cheerleader.
tell me why, we all die inside while we smile at the world. just tell me why.
