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”