I choose to love
I choose to be happy
And well, ***** society if it tells us it’s beautiful to be sad
it’s  exciting to hate, to revel in misery
to wallow in unending pity
to numb yourself with a mask just to please others

No

We deserve to love
We deserve to know that we are loved
No amount of fakeness can take away this reality -
how we live our lives towards nothing, really
but that nothing can actually be made into something
if we just choose to see that while there are things worth dying for
there are also things worth living for

Life

And if I cry along the way, if I have to cling onto desperation
just to keep myself from falling back to the old me
I will
because I can and will be happy
because now I know that I have always deserved to be happy
just like everyone else

Maybe if we only choose to stop for a second and actually try to live
for what makes us happy
to search and suffer for it knowingly
to hope despite all the uncertainty
to feel and to know that the choices we make do form our reality -
who knows?

I choose.