"Mistakes"

Sometimes.

Sometimes, I make every people think they are the greatest thing the universe ever had.

And yes, I admit it, I wanted to.

But then, I sometimes hear this tiny voice behind my head saying:
"Who would say that to you?"

"Do they see you as the way you see them?"

"How pitiful of you- you'll get noticed when you give them something they'd like"

"You are now a slave"

But then I'll ask myself this,

if I have two items on my hands, on my right is a bitter one, and the other is the sweet one, which one would they choose?

I suppose people would quickly choose the other one; the sweet one.

And what if I say those items are considered as a burden and a success--

Yes, people would like to treat themselves positively--

But then, sometimes, sometimes try imagining this, some people are scared to feel happiness again.

Because they know they'll get sad and long for it once again.