May 2013
sometimes,
happiness arrives,
in your ever bleak life,
and you like it
and you desire for it to stay,
but then you are alone,
and your usual thoughts return
and you sigh;
**why am i so fickle?
happiness arrives,
in your ever bleak life,
and you like it
and you desire for it to stay,
but then you are alone,
and your usual thoughts return
and you sigh;
**why am i so fickle?
