I apologize for lying about smiling, I’m a frightened little cat that learned to act like a lion
Title: Show Me Lights
Artist: Friendly Fires
Friendly Fires - Show Me Lights
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. With masks down, I walk, talking to the moon, to the neutral impersonal force that does not hear, but merely accepting my being. And does not smite me down.
Sylvia Plath, Cambridge Notes. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)