Feeling that urge? Give yourself a moment to think with a Glitter Jar.
In a moment of panic, sadness and pure rage we’re expected to create a masterpiece. We’re expected to do so much. We expect so much from ourselves and expect much more from others. We expect them to do what we can’t, give what we can’t, be what we can’t be… sane.
What makes them sane and us not?
They cry and feel sadness,
we cry and feel shame.
They laugh and feel joy,
we laugh because of pain.
They go through life one day at a time
we go through life one cut at a time.
They are the one’s who see the glass half full,
We are the one’s who see it half empty.
They see what’s right with the world,
We see what’s wrong with it.
No matter how they put it the glass is not full.
And you know what,
when somethings wrong
they shed tears,
and we shed blood.
Is that what makes them sane and us not?
No that is what makes them weak.
I see you sitting there alone. You are so alone and sad. I wish I could walk right over to you and tell you how much I hate you. How I hate what you did to me, how you couldn’t just mess up your own life but how you had to pull me down with you.
I want to tell you that you were selfish and didn’t think of how your actions would affect me. I want to tell you how I hate the way I look because I look just like you. How everyday the mirror shows me your face. The same hateful eyes stare back at me. I want to tell you all of those things but I don’t. I choose not to say a word.
I choose to leave you alone because I no longer am mad at you, I don’t hate you anymore. There is nothing in my heart for you. All that is left is just pity. I feel sorry for you, simply because you made all the wrong choices in life.