So I like songs that talk about inner strength, or being unbreakable, or rising above it all.
Like Elastic Heart, Titanium Pills N Potions...those sorts of songs.
I think I think (read it properly) that if I delude myself well enough that I'm bulletproof, titanium, all of that (BTW big up YouTube for the links. Y'all the illest.)
Fire away, fire away.
I dare not say that to those who hurt me, or those who wish to. Because they will fire away, but...the bullets won't ricochet. They'll sink in, piercing my fragile skin, flagellating it. And I fear pain.
I am not titanium.
I'm human. Regardless of how I wish it otherwise, I feel just as everyone else does. I just do a better job (ha. Bullshit.) of hiding it.
You did not break me. I'm still fighting for me. I've got thick skin and an elastic heart....but your blade, it might be too sharp...
Stone heart loves bulletproof glass.
My "titanium heart" is glass. Not even Pyrex. Crystal. Knock it too hard and I'm gone.
Nothing to lose, but don't fire away. Please.
Now let's be clear, I trust no one.
Except the trusted few. Excelsior, the rest...
The point of this post?
I lie to myself in the hopes that one day I'll be telling the truth.
Albert Einstein once said, "Insanity is doing the same things repeatedly while expecting different results each time."
Take from that what you may.
Not melancholy, but I'm on my way
@Jaye_Eccentriq
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