You see, when something bad happens, you cry, and you grieve. You fall into the flames of misery, you replay countless images in your mind, which only serves to dampen you even more.
You see, when someone cuts you up, you either stitch yourself up, or you deepen the wound.
You see, everyday you hurt. Each day you wake up feeling like you never slept at all. Each day you move around as though you life is aimless.
But one day you wake up.
Because you get tired of wallowing in your misery?
Or you made up your mind that it doesnt have to hurt that much.
You see, gradually in time, you know that somewhere out there, there are other worlds to sing in. There are other worlds that birds chirp, other melodies that play.
You see, people call this the healing process.
But you see, I never needed this process.
You see, I skipped the whole process to the end.
I found my other worlds to sing in.
That's not wrong.
You see, many people judge.
but you see, I dont care.
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