So many people are confused. They feel so much, yet their minds are cluttered so badly, so much so that they need a third party to sort it out. The human mind is a collection of threads. The threads always connect from one point to the other. Everything make sense after these connections, but when too much connections are made, one becomes entangled.

We need someone to sort us out. We need someone to fix us. Because we're a mess, and none of us is exaggerating. We're all messes, and we're all trying to declutter ourselves. Some do not try; they just wish. Some try too hard, and clutter themselves even more. Some are lucky, some are not. Some are clear and do not have tangles.

So many people are afraid. But so few show it. We see them as hypocrisy, judgement, tantrums, dependency, weakness, and more. What we do not see is what they really are. We know what must be done, but we seldom know what is needed to do them.

So many people are desperate. But they know only to suppress it. There is so much they want, so intense, but they hold it back. Keep themselves sane. Don't want to chase it away, yet deeply, inside, craving so hard. Yet when it flows away, grasping so hard. Losing it, yet afraid to hold on.

Sometimes we need others. We need to depend, yet we know the cold and hard truth that others may not be there for you. Others may not know what to do. The only ones who can save ourselves are us.

Yet sometimes, why do we try so hard to achieve close ties? And why, when we are nearing it, we just have to let it go? Why do we always feel like we are losing something?

So many people are tired. Because we all tried so hard, and we forgot to rest. We forgot how to rest. We forgot when to rest. And most of all, we are afraid that if we rest, we let go of our fists, and we lose things again. But holding on so tightly, we're bound to lose the energy.

It's ironic that we are so tired, so wanting to let go, yet we are so unable to.

Is everyone confused, complicated, yet trying so hard to simplify things?
Is everyone afraid yet fighting so hard to deal with fears?
Is everyone so desperate, yet afraid to hold on too tightly?
Is everyone tired, yet refuse to let go?

I said so many people do. But maybe it's just me.

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