Once again i wish to write about happiness
I wish to write about that eternal bliss
About me walking down that straight road
With no bumps and crazy turns
But like I said
I wanted to write about happiness
But sadly this is not the case
I am on a road with so much of sudden curves
That could break the most strongest of nerves
Leading into what I believe has nothing good for me
Alone and cold
Detached from the rest of the world
So the only thing that makes me know I'm real
Is the pain I get once my arm bleeds...