They dont understand what it is like to not feel alive, to feel entirely dead every day. They dont know what the world looks like to us, they wont see the endless paths to destruction. The broken pieces every where we go. They wont see the darkness blurring, distorting our vision. They wont feel the aching dread of taking a step, or feeling like youre just a carcass lying there lifeless. They wont fucking ever understand the pain of a tortured soul, a dying soul, a fighting soul because they wont ever take the chance to open their eyes and see us.