If I was asked that question, I would tell you that I don't know. Everytime I think I'm happy something, someone, or even my mind, which plays tricks with me, ruins it. Everytime I'm happy and smiling, something happens to break me down and that smile dissapears. Mostly I blame myself. Am I weak? I don't know. Am I strong? I'm not sure. Why am I this way? I hate it! ! ! And I can't take it anymore!
someone once said''we are our own worst ennemy'' i say the world is hard enough, without us being so hard on ourself.SO PLAESE LIGHTEN UP ON YOUERSELF! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no ones perfect. accept that you aren't perfect and them stop trying to be. it'll make your life better, trust me.