Feeling alive is a luxury I don't get to have.
I'd love to write a happy poem.
But it's hard when sad is the only emotion I understand.
The only emotion I went my entire life trying to communicate to others.
I'm an expert at pain.
Happiness is something I have to study more.
Cause it causes you to feel alive.
I have yet to feel that way.
First Home coming, First football game.
Even my first boyfriend and first date.
All moments where you should feel alive, I felt lost.
I hate feeling lost.
It's getting old and tiring.
When can I feel young and energetic.
When is it my turn...
when can I be happy....?
