There isn’t a day I didn’t hope To come out of the delusions The world has thrown at me. Every day has been a struggle For something more than just survival More than just success And it was to be loved. I’ve given my all in every situation To come out victorious as well as good Yet here I am Still feeling as miserable as ever Breathing less and less freely Surrounded by success That had the stench of darkness Which strengthened with every surmounted endeavor of my life For no matter how hard I’ve been trying To be a good guy I still feel like I’m living in a delusional world Where I’ll forever be the one Everybody Loves to hate Hugs to steal Talks to trick Touches to taint And possibly do much more Than my eyes can make out. I have no clue as to why I can’t overcome this growing feeling That is evolving into a severe reality With each passing day. But after so many years of pain I think I finally know the answer. Not all success stories can be treasured Only the ones that hearts feel affection for. Though I’ve changed a lot Maybe I’m still wanting to be Loved or hugged too hard Talked or touched too much And maybe it’s time For me to stop trying to be good And start trying to be who I am.
“What lies beyond victory is the victor’s heart.” ― VKBoy To look beyond success and taste the sweet life of it, we must start looking into our hearts first.