Happiness aligns with Innocence but slowly dies with growth.
as we grow to adulthood we understand Joy and rarely witness happiness in ourselves again. But Joy.. joy is wise and true. familiar with happiness but not quite the full thing. Joy is the memory of what once was and some-what still is. Happiness is for the young and foolish and innocent.
To be content with ones self is to understand ones capabilities. To understand self control and emotional strength. But to take pride in happiness, you grow the reputation of the blind and foolish. You miss your mistakes and you soon find yourself alone. And then... loneliness. Sadness drowns you and something dark emerges. Something negative... something.. Broken.. and/or Evil.

What is a demon if not but another monster to go boo in the night?
Why am I to fear if I stand broken and unfrightened?
How is man to protect those he loves from the monsters if he cannot contain the monster from within himself?
What is the beast without beauty? some would say chaos.. I would say vulnerable.

I know love to be true and so untrue.
Innocence is your greatest deception and yet your only ally.
I cannot feel for that of which is like me... but older... wiser.. much more in experience.
Trust is no longer an option, let alone a factor... but is an asset is as good as an enemy?
Can they think?
Do they adapt?
What is the light without the darkness?
What is Joy without sadness?
How can you grow without being destroyed and then rebuilt?
I hate and I love.
But I hardly love and usually hate.
Respect is not a passed around toy, but it is something to deeply consider in hard times. (How pathetic and yet.. understandable)
The wisest are unrepairable, and the young are too predictable and sensitive.
Beauty becomes more rare because ugliness becomes beauty. Nothing is truly ugly, you just have not noticed it's beauty yet.
Do not touch what you cannot reach but grab that of which is beyond your comprehension and never let it go.
Life is nothing without death... and Death... is only the beginning.

To Have Respect Received, You must be respectful first.

To have Disrespect received, you may formally tell them to '*******'.

To have mutual respect received you may or may not give back mutual respect.

To have kindness shown, you may show kindness.

People will Never See ‘you’.

Nobody will ever see you the way that you see them.

So close those eyes and stare into the black abyss.

Never peek and get that glimpse because when they close their eyes…

They’ll never open for you again.

Beyond the lust of another human being.
The obsession to hold them and smell them and never forget them.
They way they make you smile by the first word alone.
They way they make you smile by seeing just their name pop up on a text.
Knowing they will never leave you under any circumstance.
Knowing they will forever support you and your decisions and even advise you.
Knowing they will love you from the moment they wake up to the moment they go to sleep and even while they dream.
To watch the obsession and lust turn into pure, true love.
To know they get you and understand everything about you better than anyone else.. and that you only want them to know these things.
and most of all.. to know that they make you feel like the safest thing in the universe... and much, much more.

Children.
Hidden by Innocence but little do we ever miss their ignorance.
Chaotic and Destructive as they may be, Cautious and curious as a Monkey.
Beautiful and full of grace, Sinful and deceptive at a changing pace.
Sneaky and Clever and so small and never to surrender.
Children.
Loving, and hatful, Cruel and grateful.
Perfect and Monstrous and precious and Tenacious.
Children.
They are mankind new beginning. With every generation comes a new meaning.