"You will be stupid. You will worry your parents. You will question your own choices, your relationships, your jobs, your friends, where you live, what you studied in college, that you went to college at all… If that happens, you’re doing it right."
throw me in a landfill, don’t think about the consequences throw me in the dirt pit, don’t think about the choices that you make throw me in the water, don’t think about the splash I will create leave me at the altar, knowing all the things you just escaped
No one helps the helper When the help’s all run out. No one asks the helper What their dreams are about. No one tells the helper “Thank you, I mean it. You’re special, I love you; How are you with all of this?”
Because that’s the helper’s job, To bear the brunt when others can’t. But sometimes, after a while, The others seem to forget, That the helpers are human, They can’t bear it all. That sometimes they need help too, Even if it’s small.