One moment of happiness, Brings thousands of doubting thoughts. With every fleeting minute, The cloudier the mind becomes with second guesses.
Can the moment of joy Truly be real, or is it all a fairy tale? Why must the mind paint such lies, Or is it a weakness that I believe them?
Unwanted questions with missing answers. Why can't my heart and mind just trust? Is this self protection, Or do I just corrupt all happy thoughts?
Soon happiness darkens down the path of sadness. Leaving me alone with just my thoughts. In the end I know one true fact, Doubts will be the only thing left.
amiriachan · Sun Aug 19, 2007 @ 06:28pm · 0 Comments |