and i smile too little
maybe it's just the way my life is going to be. maybe it's just a passing thing. i wish i could say what it was.
i'm too easy on the rest of the world, too giving to everyone else's needs and too damned hard on myself.
i've been pondering personal happiness a lot the past week or so. i've been running ideas through my mind and asking myself why things that seem too good to be true seem that way. why can't i trust? why can't i even trust myself?
why can't i just let go and run with an idea anymore?
where did all of these scars come from? and who out there is going to have a steady enough hand to help me carve them away?
