Time And Time Again I Can't Please

Over And Over Again In My Life, I Find Closeness To Other People And Proximity To Other People Really Painful; That's Part Of My Mental Illness, Social Anxiety. Closeness To Other People Is Really Hard, But It's Also A Shame Because It's All You Want Too. But It Doesn't Always Work.

I've Spent Most Of My Life Living In Cities Where People Are Obsessed With Looking Down On People From Everywhere Else. You Get So Used To Doing It That You Start To Believe It's Simply What Everyone Does. It Makes For An Atmosphere Of Unwelcome That Penetrates Much Of Our Modern Life. It's A Shame Really Because A Couple Days In Oklahoma Will Open Your Eyes To How Much Better It Would Be If The Rest Of The Country Was Filled With A Few More People From Oklahoma.

When You're Young And You Play Music, You Have A Peer Group, You Come Out Of A Scene. There's A Lot Of People You Know, And Then You Have Some Success, And It All Goes Away.

My Life Isn't Necessarily More Important Than Anyone Else's: I'm Just Better In Talking About It.

I Think That, Often, The People Who Can Make You Happy Are Right There, And Having Them In Your Life Would Make Your Life Better, But You Can't See How To Do It.