To love, you must forgive.

I am my own worst enemy,
I cause all my own problems,
And I never learn.

Happiness is not created by the person,
but must be earned.
Forgivness,
is not given.

Friendships,
one person who knows all,
yet still loves you for you,
is non-exsistent.

Always smiling,
always laughing,
but never happy.

The only person that can save me,
Myself!
But even I,
my own person,
cannot forgive. for I am weak.

The hatrid I posess is for myself,
this makes me sad,
and so I betray those I love,
to hurt myself.

A viscious cycle,
I believe,
Depression.!