are you right about everything? and all the maps we have mistaken for the world. The sharp pieces of science which cut into our skin. Are they right about everything? Are you tired? Are you right? But I would rather shape my soul than furnish it and i'm tired of waking up and worrying if someone is talking about me and all the things that i've done wrong. I know that i'm worth more than how they see me. And so do we compromise our happiness for security, or hope that this fear is not nearly as strong as our hearts.