Visions

Sitting feeling cold,
This situation is old.

  Break down my own perspective.

    My only war,
    What's life for

Happy thoughts must be injected, kept protected.
This false reality must be accepted.

Discontent, Filled with personal mal-intent.
What is really my objective?









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Some explanation on the meaning of this piece: I wrote this as if I were the person realizing the happiness I felt in life was falsely based. I know this is pretty sad to think about, because it might make each person who understands it question the validity of their personal happiness. There have been points in my life where I have recognized that I was in some sort of fabricated world bonded by a lie of happiness. I  felt extremely sad to think this, but I knew it was true. A lot of people lie to themselves to get by, and let me tell you, recognizing this helps you actually build something to be happy about.