You’re starving to be happy
but you’re not letting yourself
even come to the table.
It’s no one job to keep you happy.
That’s all on you
and right now, you’re not doing it.
You might be tired and exhausted,
but you have to find that little energy
and kick it on up.
But I think what happened was you got
used to being taken care of.
Someone made you happy.
You settled for that.
That's not bad but look
at you now.
You’re looking everywhere,
holding onto little instances
that rarely happen.
Remember that one time,
you did that one thing,
and you were happy,
for that one second?
Are you looking for a second
or a lifetime.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 2:13 AM UTC
You’re starving to be happy
but you’re not letting yourself
even come to the table.
It’s no one job to keep you happy.
That’s all on you
and right now, you’re not doing it.
You might be tired and exhausted,
but you have to find that little energy
and kick it on up.
But I think what happened was you got
used to being taken care of.
Someone made you happy.
You settled for that.
That's not bad but look
at you now.
You’re looking everywhere,
holding onto little instances
that rarely happen.
Remember that one time,
you did that one thing,
and you were happy,
for that one second?
Are you looking for a second
or a lifetime.
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