How does one smile when the world is depressed?
How does one feel when one's heart is so numb?
How does one cry when one's tears have run out?
How does one love when love they don't have?
How does one eat when one's stomach is too fat?
How does one triumph, when one is being oppressed?
How does one live, when they're dying inside?
One should just shut the **** up and stop complaining, right?