I hate people who don't understand. That think life is all one big half an hour TV show that's going to end in comedy.

You try to talk about your problems, your static, your scratches on the screen and they just change the subject.

Like your emotions are channels to scroll through until they find one they like.

Yet you keep going back to the one that everyone skips because it makes them uncomfortable. The one that broadcasts the war and starving children and dying animals and crying families.

But they want to watch cartoons.

Well fuck cartoons, and fuck you too because life is not a comic book; life is not a TV that you turn the power off and on.

Life is full of hardships and people are lucky to skip past them.

When their biggest problems are when they've missed their favourite show.

They don't realize that while cartoons end, the wars go on, animals are still dying and families are still crying.

I know you're afraid, I was too.
I hate this fucking life as much as you do.

But it's mine.

I'm not a TV. I'm not a cartoon. I'm a fucking human being. And I'm proud of my static you hate and the annoying scratches on the screen.

Grow up.