Sometimes I am angry
that I'm not in love
with my life.
In fact,
I hate it 90% of
the time.
I've always wanted more,
but mostly just
happiness.
And around here,
finding happiness is like
finding money on the ground.
It doesnt happen very often,
and it never lasts long.
I think somewhere along
the way I lost my grip
and I watched as my life
tumbled out of my hands.
Every day I wake up
and hope that I'm suddenly
just going to catch it again.
So far, no luck.