Talking through things that bother you
Talking about people who anger you
Talking out problems that trouble you
Talking and saying lies behind my back
All I wanted was someone to talk to
Someone to listen
Someone to burden
Someone to hear everything I say
“Zilu said to Confucius, ‘May I ask what you think about death?’
‘You may ask,’ replied Confucius, ‘But if you still don’t understand life, why do you want to know about death? Leave thinking about death for when life is over”
-”Thinking About Death”