Little people understand what it is like to suffer mental issues. They do not realize what it is like to go out with friends and to constanly remind yourself that you can not forget to smile because that might caught suspision. They wonder why people drink to forget or why they don’t just get help. Or question the ability of people to actually hurt themselves. I think that’s a good thing, there is no reason to understand this. Having a constant real smile on your face is a good thing, not having to worry about people thinking you’re not ok because you are. They can drink for fun because there is nothing they need to forget and they always have someone to turn to. Best of all they don’t understand how someone can be so desperate to feel that they would hurt themselves…
I think that’s brilliant. Without a little ignorance, this world would be a total wreck. Thank God for ignorance, it’s what keeps the happy alive.
I have very little inspiration for poetry so I decided to draw out one of my old drafts and try something different for once.