Sometimes people tend to search for happiness on all the wrong places, when their back is against the wall that when you see all the terrible faces, where friendships are tasteless, love is waste less. Words come fast but are swallowed to forget, but comes right up to being a regret. Search you wont find, failure is constant in the mind, looking for clear signs, laugh to hide the cry. When is it worth the fight? Head so troubled at night. Who's wrong, Who's right? When ears tune you out from new insight. Closed minded, cold heart, selfish to something that once was there, the fear if rejection leaves you in a blank stare. Closed mouths don't get fed, but wondering eyes will get this message read. Somehow you seek defeat, the battle is already won. Heart beating triple fast like hearing the shot from a gun. Bite the bullet shadowed by pride, you can run but you cant hide. Greatness is easy to come by when your surrounded by followers, try to stand on your own first to see if your actions are thrown up by swallowers. Misery loves company, fakeness loves a crowd, searching for the real in you has never been found . Try and GPS this and see where it goes, nothing but a red stain on a white robe.
Copyright © Stefanie Jones | Year Posted 2016