Whatever Happiness Is

I feel like a bubble. Like I'm about to explode. That if I go to high I'll pop and that will be the end of me. I don't want it to be. But I can't find happiness in this cold and darkened world. It hurts not being prepared or not knowing just how much you try you'll never be good enough, you'll never be like the rest, you'll never be extraordinary and that hurts me more then anything. Happiness is a dumb word to a lot of people but when they don't find happiness, it hurts.