You're so pathetic that even when you're alone, you're afraid to face the reality. You're intimidated by its ugly head and possibly, the even more scary body that follows.
But my dear, either to take on it fearlessly or to turn a blind eye to it, let yourself just breathe in the drowsy numbness all the day, in the rest of your life.
I don't expect this hatred for not taking action to bring me anywhere. Empty talk takes me to nowhere but the hell of self-inflicted suffering.
Change! Change is my desperate call, I need it and will make it, from now on.
