Happy in a sea of sadness. Looking for smiles, collecting tears.
Being sucked into a world of desperate pity and self-loathing.
Last one looking for the goodness.
Filled in a place of hatred and ignorance.
Lonely happiness is not happy at all.
6/8/08
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PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...