Sometimes I dun understand why this world has to be filled with so much sadness. Why are we forced to do things we dread? Why must we hide our real feelings? So many WHYs with almost no answers.
Where and when can we find true happiness? Is it juz that few seconds we distance ourselves from sadness?

Life is beautiful...

There you are, living a life of luxury and comfort.
Seemingly so beautiful, so prefect in the eyes of the vast majority.
But why do tears still squeeze their way out of that tear gland,
and heart still aches?
To what do you shed your tears for,
and why does your heart aches?

I don't know what I want,
unclear of my feelings.
My mind is nothing, but a mess of thoughts and emotions.
A house of company yet a lonesome soul.

I wld love to be part of that event. But sorry, I prefer the company of others.