Nothing makes me happy, I've tried everything,
looked at my options, but joy they didn't bring.
Linked to my brake up, with Brooklyn,
all the sorrows and regrets, I took in.
Hurting, but at the same time not,
mentally healed and better is what I thought,
my minds been playing tricks, but now it's been caught,
hands behind your back, you deserve to be shot.
Being unhappy has made me feel, 100% unsatisfied,
to where I yearned
for choices to be turned,
so my love everywhere, could be amplified.
I have been pleasant, but I tricked others to think that I'm fine,
who can really blame me, since the hardest in my life, has been the incline.
It's not how you start, its how you finish,
but even with that said, my chances feel diminish.
From last year, I've made great progress,
but in common with last year, my friends days feel the longest.
Wishing themselves to be dead, and feeling alone,
but again since last year, their progressions barely grown.
I guess its harder for them, then it was for me,
it was hard for awhile, but now it seems easy.
Things are changing, and I guess they have always,
you can see the change by seeing past people in the hallways.
I've now focused my attention, mainly on school,
trying to quit smoking, and with that, making things more cruel.
With smoking and school, family and friends,
the fight to survive, it never ends,
messages of hate, that thee worlds sends,
but my perseverance, I hope it transcends.
Go by what your heart says, and what feels right,
brainstorm ideas, and let your mind take flight,
not taking in what's crap, and getting the right insight,
and through time, you and your actual mind, will reunite.