I Want to Be Happy
I would love to feel happiness again...to wake up in the morning and *actually* feel there was something to look forward to, that there was something to live for...a purpose in life. Dreams, hopes and ambitions just waiting to be fulfilled in a distant but bright future.
Instead I awake in the morning and the most I can hope for is that I can get through the day without mishap, where the future no longer exists, at least in the sense of looking no further than taking each day as it comes...where life is no longer lived, and has evolved into merely coping with one's existence. When you no longer live life for the sake of your own, but vicariously to avoid hurting someone else.
Will it ever happen again? I doubt it very much.
Instead I awake in the morning and the most I can hope for is that I can get through the day without mishap, where the future no longer exists, at least in the sense of looking no further than taking each day as it comes...where life is no longer lived, and has evolved into merely coping with one's existence. When you no longer live life for the sake of your own, but vicariously to avoid hurting someone else.
Will it ever happen again? I doubt it very much.
