If anything, I give props to the sun for constantly being there 24/7, as much as everyone curses you sometimes. The moon comes and blocks you, but behind you're still shining on there sunshine. Obviously, trying to be like the sun is ridiculously stupid. I'm not a big ball of gas, nor is there a plastic surgeon I know in the world who could make me into that. I'm full of hot air, I know, but that doesn't make me the sun.
And most importantly, the sun isn't a mere mortal struggling between existentialism crises and vain fancies. The sun doesn't have to worry about feeling used up or dried up like this mere mortal. The sun doesn't have to worry about what anyone thinks of them because holy cow you're the sun. Planets orbit around you. I can't even get people to listen to me sometimes.
I'm not the sun. I cannot always shine.
I'm not the sun. I cannot handle constantly being used.
I'm not the sun. I cannot be completely alone, either.
Sun rises, I try to rise.
Hope to post again soon (In a nicer state of mind), Xx.
