Though happiness is very close,
happiness is hard to find,
real, true happiness.
Everyone deserves happiness.
I had to start taking risks
without worrying about the consequences,
without second guessing myself,
otherwise, I'd never really know I'm not unhappy,
I'm just normal.
I keep my true feelings to myself.
If I wasn't so helpless, I wouldn't feel so guilty.
Maybe I'm the one who's afraid.
I can't let them into my life
I've never fully committed
because I'm afraid of being rejected.
It's a risk
but how many wonderful things in life
am I going to miss out on?
Because I'm afraid.
I was miserable and finally snapped
I went to a dark place
Isolation became a problem
and I became an outcast.
I've been holding my breath
I'm not giving up,
because don't see this as a problem.
"I don't think she's happy"
"Of course, she is, we all are"
I want you to be happy
How the hell did I not see this coming,
I must have miscalculated.
My stupidity has cost me my happiness.
So this is how it ends.
How can I be happy?