But I'm not 'fine.' I can't even remember the last time I was 'fine.' And I still can't imagine a future in which I'll be 'fine.' So, why should I try ? Or why should I act like I'm happy, when my word is crumbling ? And most importantly, why do the people who know me, criticize me most ? Rather than constructing, they're destructing. Like I built the walls around the wrong people. But then who and when do I build walls ? Should I get to know them then push the barrier, hurting them and me if my heart got too deep ? Or am I right to hold a barrier and not let anyone in, hurting them and me, once again. So what really is too much ? Too little ? Is the glass half-full, or half-empty ?