why is it so hard to find happiness?
Its like, they give you a gift, and they say "go on, open it".
but under its cover, it has another cover, and another one, and then another one.

for some people in this world, there are only
ten, or twenty covers,
for some others, there are are
hundreds, or even thousands.

and there is an amount of people,
that they just open all the boxes,
and get rid of all the covers,
and all they can find is nothing.

their last box is empty.
and thats when it hits us.
thats when you know there is
no freedom,
or happiness,
or happily ever after.

for some of
them
for some of
us