i am a happy person, i love to smile and dance and be joyful. but happiness is just a momentary sentiment, at least in my case. cause i do find myself in my bed talking to a computer, talking to my head and trying to ease the hopelessness it feels. i used to imagine life would be different when i grew up and it didnt turn out the way i expected.
its that no one wants to fall inlove, at least not the ones i want. they used to say i was born in a different era, ahead or behind time and maybe i was. maybe its just meant to be this way, change people but be unhappy, every great person was unhappy or something horrible happened to them... that just sounded bitter.