Since the beginning of time has Man been fascinated with Tragedy. There's a certain nobility that comes with melancholy and despair that gives people the illusion of transcendence. One can almost picture people in biblical times gnashing their teeth, beating their chests, and tearing their clothes, wearing expressions of agony but in their hearts, beneath the anguish, peace.
It has been written that some wear their despair like cloaks, as if somehow, their sorrow elevates them above the humdrum of life. Such is perhaps the basis for the relatively modern term - Emo. People who hide behind their hair, who never say very much, who dress in black, who listen to songs so depressing it's practically suicide inducing. There's a whole market for songs like that. Songs of yearning, songs of despair, songs that mourn the passing of life, songs that ridicule life. Songs that speak of misery, songs that talk about hurt. You still hurt me, I'm all out of love. You left, and now my life is just a rainy day.
For every two less lonely people in the world, there's a bleeding romeo and a child letting go of his kite. For every walk along together, there's a lipstick mark on a coffee cup and teardrops on a guitar.
For every celebratory champagne, there's the can of beer.
Well, for folks like that, it's worth bearing in mind that - the world ain't slowing down.
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