And it's hard to write about being happy
Cause the older I get
I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject
There will be no grand choirs to sing
No chorus could come in
About two people sitting doing nothing
But I must confess
I did it all for myself
I gathered you here
To hide from some vast unnameable fear
But the loneliness never left me
I always took it with me
But I can put it down in the pleasure of your company
And there will be no grand choirs to sing
No chorus will come in
No ballad will be written
It will be entirely forgotten
And if tomorrow it's all over
At least we had it for a moment
Oh darling things seem so unstable
But for a moment we were able to be still
Oh oh oh
And there will be no grand choirs to sing
No chorus will come in
No ballad will be written
This will be entirely forgotten
And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand deeds of great men and the smallest of gestures
And short shallow gasps
But with all my education I can't seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can't seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all
And it talks to me in tiptoes
And it sings to me inside
It cries out in the darkest night and breaks in the morning light
But with all my education I can't seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can't seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
'Cause I've been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all
No, words are a language
It doesn't deserve such treatment
And all of my stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling
All this heaven never could describe such a feeling as I'm hearing
Words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before
@metu90585769583@MickaylaO167532 I'm not lying and my assessment is not flawed. There is no reason for other people to be secretly like you when their actions are not like yours. NTs have different goals from NDs, and it's better to learn to live with them.
I have friends and am well-liked, and the meanness is solely for NTs, who like it and consider it friendship. I'm not being a jerk.
My default behavior is to optimize 2-3 steps ahead for goodness. However, NTs think this makes me a sucker. So I go surface-level and mean with NTs, and stop pretending when interacting with NDs. Communicating with NTs is like nails on chalkboard, but unfortunately it's an unavoidable part of society.