Hey.

There’s something I have to say.

I know it might not seem true, but lately, I feel really…
Blue.

It gets really bad when the sun goes down,
and I wonder what life’s all about.

It doesn’t really seem like there’s much to it,
No reason to be – no reason to get through it.

I can’t fall asleep and I can’t run from it.
How many nights until I give in to it?

But then the sun comes up,
chasing away the dark clouds hiding its rays.

And suddenly my questions seem silly,
and I can make it through the day,
like anyone else.

But when I’m all alone, alone once again,
I’m left wondering why I try.

Why I smile.

I don’t feel like I mean much to anyone.
I don’t feel like I mean much to myself.

I don’t like who I am and I don’t know if I can.
I don’t think that I have much going for me.

Will I be happy? Will I succeed?

Is there a happy ending for me?

Is there a happy ending for anyone?