you seem to be talking to yourself when you say these words so sad, that cut so harsh in you... yr a sad and cracked reflection of yr own shattered outlook... damning yourself broken with short-sighted love- altho you yourself know that you've hardly yet begun, you seem to have fallen into a fixed resignation; a fatalistic viewpoint, serving only to drag, only to cut... carefully, binding you by hand and by foot and trapping every limb to your short-sighted love...altho you yourself know that you've hardly yet begun...