I opened my mind
To the notion
That happiness
Was within my grasp
I feel foolish
For I know not exactly
What it is
That will truly grant my wish
The burning of my eyes
Is a testament
That I've yet to accomplish this
I feel defeated
Do I rely my happiness
To others?
Indeed I do
I'm as needy as they come
Is this so wrong?
Perhaps
Or maybe not so much
What do you think?
Be happy with myself you say?
Love myself first?
Easy to say
But not so easy with actions
I've talked about my flaws
Have you listened at all?
I can't see passed the things
That make me feel weak
I want acceptance
I want to be admired
My confidence has faded
What is there left then?
Shadows
Of my past
Of my present
Nightmares
The images that haunt me
Wide opened
I am threathened
Paranoia sinks in deeply
Am I being judged?
The same way I judge anyone?
Oh how cruel!
But is this my just deserves?