Of Leaning on Nothing and Reality Checks

Lean on me: on one of those dark days I had to recently go through, I thought of that song: and maybe it was just my pesimistic-self that made me realize how BS every single word on that song were. Or is it that I just had the missfortune of being surounded by the wrong type of people (you can call them friends if you want, I personally prefer Not to patronize them), and for most of the civilized world those lyrics really feel true to them (somehow, my egoist-self feels even worse).
It made me wonder about that Aristotle statement that says humans are social animals: how social do we really need to be if at the end, during dark times we only see our shadow standing faithful next to us (that, if you're lucky enough and a little light is on somewhere). Is there a line I´m not seing?
I’m just saying, Dear Void... can’t there be a sign along the road that says you’ve reached your socialization limit, just like a heads up on what’s about to happen if you don’t stop(more like a ¨don’t bother, from now on is useless¨), or maybe like that screaming red sign on you car dashboard when the fuel tank is empty?

Is it me seing the glass half-empty here or there’s a line on the song that highlights how interest-oriented our relationships are. Hey you!... don’t worry, I’ll help you carry your weight now that you need me, because (and listen closely, because this ain’t free) I know it won’t be long till I need you to lean on.

But, I have to say: gotta hand it to the author, coz now as I keep listening to the next verse, reality kicks my butt. Hey you!... don’t be a proud-asswhole and just say the words! Because as crazy as it sounds to you, people Can’t read your mind!
How can it be so hard!!?? What is it about asking for help that seems to take a part of my wellbeing? Sometimes it feels like saying ¨I need you¨ is just another way of stating out loud that at the moment life sucks therefore I'm reciting the imperfections that make me so hmm... unperfect.

One last thing before I say goodbye, Dear Void. I wanna let you know another side of me: just how hypocrite I can be sometimes, because even now that I can only see my shadow, still can’t wait to feel better and call those same people that aren’t here to have a drink with them... Just to, hmmm... Share the joy.


Remember: I don’t need an answer to any of the gazillion questions I ask. It’s just that I need you there. So, Good night, Dear Void.