Happiness...

sometimes

all i crave is the lonliess

that i used to always

dread

and sometimes i wonder

if the only

truly happy people

are the ones

already

gone and dead.

 

 

sometimes scilence

is the only thing

that seems to

comfort

all my silly fears

and the only way

to wash away the pain

is with all my salty tears.

 

 

and it can be

all too overwhelming

dealing

with everyone

living some stupid lie

carrying on

with this silly act

doing

anything just to get by

 

and when was it?

that everyone seemed to

turn out

so washed up and fake

and now all that they care about

is what

you have for them to take?

 

 

 

and is it crazy to hope for

someone else

who longs to be real?

is it crazy

to look for someone else

who still wants to feel?

 

 

And so what!

If I love to loose myself

in the dark of the night

And take comfort in the moon's

calm pensive

light

 

and can anybody else see

that impefection

can still mean

beauty

and relize that most of your life

is not meant to go smoothly

 

and can you forgive me

for having a habit

of always running late

and not think it silly

that i still

believe in signs, destiny and

fate.....

and will you not think me ugly

if most of my teeth

are not  lined up all straight?

 

 

and will you think less of me

since I dont care

if I wear mis -matched socks

and will you think im childish

since i

store silly memories

in a special

keep sake box?

 

 

can you forgive me

for sometimes

too often

being a little bit too unsure

and can you deal

that I still dont know exactly what it is

that I am searching for.

 

is it wrong to let myself

still long for hopes and dreams

and allow my emotions

to overcome me

and

be taken to the extreme

 

so go ahead

and tell me

how to make your corrections

to all my imperfections

and

how i should seek

much needed protection

from my own

mis-guided direction...

 

ridicule me for not always

hiding all my

flaws

and not always wanting to abide

to sociteies unforgiving laws

 

 

God forbid!

if i dont try me best to conform

and try my hardest to fit

what it is  

they say is the norm

 

 

and is it impossible for you

to finally see

that what may be important to you

may not be important to me

and  

maybe

just maybe!

what you think makes you happy

may be completely different for me!

so there is no reason for me

to chase after this facade

of what

you dreamt up

happy to be!

 

and you do not have to contort yourself

to fit this mold

and do everything

exactly the way

you are instructed and told

There is no need to let your percepetion of life

and your dreams

to be distorted

or

controlled....

and there is no reason

to allow your idea

of happinses

to be bartered or sold!