People tell me
I’m good in a crisis
That’s, like, something they say
As, like, a compliment to me
That I’m good
In an emergency situation
But when they talk about
Uh, something about me that--
That they don’t like
Or that they think
Is a weakness
What always comes up
Is that I can’t seem to, uh
Uh, stay happy?
Or that, uh, if I’m happy
Or that, uh, if I’m happy
I always act like--
Oh, it’s not going to last
LIke, I can’t, I don’t know
Live in the moment
Or something?
That I’m always
Expecting the worst
But what I find funny about that
Is that, in my mind
They’re connected
Like, the reason I’m good in a crisis
Is because I’m always expecting the worst
Isn’t that obvious?
Shouldn’t that be obvious?
Shouldn’t that be obvious?
I mean, if I was going around
Happy all the time
And just, like, thinking
It was going to be that way forever
That means that when something bad happens
I’m screwed
Because I didn’t see it coming
Whereas, the way I am now
The, you know, cynical pragmatic me
Is never really surprised when bad stuff happens
Because I’m always like--
Yeah, that’s about what I’d expected
So it’s not that I have some great bravery
Or anything
When it comes to me, you know
Dealing with bad situations
It’s just that I’m, uh, prepared
It's just that it doesn’t, uh,
Take me by surprise
And so I feel like
We should encourage, you know
People to kind of--
Understand that happiness
Is just another feeling
That it’s something that’s not supposed to, uh
Go on and on forever
You know what people are like--
The kind of people who, uh
Think they’re going to be happy forever?
They do stupid shit
They do stupid shit
To end the happiness
Because, it’s like, we’re humans
We get bored
We get bored
With just about anything
No matter what it is
No matter what it is
Even happiness!
So, like, guys with happy families
And loving wives
And kids
They get a divorce
And get a toupee
And marry someone young enough
To be their granddaughter
And it’s because, I think,
They were happy
And they thought they were always going to be happy
And they, like, couldn’t take it
Like, they couldn’t bear
The thought of that--
Of, like, any feeling
Going on and on forever
Of, like, any feeling
Going on and on forever
So they, like, took their lives
And--Kaboom!
If we just told people that, like--
Look, you’re happy now
But you won’t be forever
So just, like, chill out
And wait for it to go away
Because then!
--And I think, even, maybe--
Only then
Can we ever be happy
And be happy
About being happy
That's what I think
I mean, for what it’s worth?
That’s my take on it
That’s my take on it
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