The click of the finished record,
The shuffling from my rabbit's cage,
These sounds make me remember,
And then the depression seeps in.
You have made me stress and anxious.
I am balancing my life on toothpicks
Around you and past you.
The only truth is what you know.
The stubborn lies that you've,
Told yourself will bring you
Down forever, repeatedly,
Until you're drunk with fury at the world.
Flames of lost loved ones
Will constantly surround you
And cage you from the outside
Which is the only place you now want.
There, in this desperation,
You will know why I cried
Into your cold chest and tore
At your back with tired fingers.
You will realize, why I would
Constantly writing you pleads.
There, I was in your arms,
Begging you to please grow.
Grow as a human.
Become a calm mind.
Listen to wisdom.
And take joy in life.
I suppose this comes from a wish for someone that is extremely close to me.
Listen to everything that your loved ones have to say. Don't shut them up or turn them away. They care for you, and chances are have different perspectives on life that will help you grow as an individual and not the recluse that you'll become. No, you can't make your own decisions in your life for yourself all of the time. You're born with parents for a reason, and grandparents, and relatives, and you grow to have friends. People share information and grow from each other constantly. Before you should take advice from any movie star, activist, musician, or writer, turn to those close to you because they know you and care for you.