The Way You Make Me Feel

Ken

Waking up every single day with a new hope, with promise of things to turn out better, with dreams to maybe enjoy a day without disappointment and grief.

However, hope never seems to exist, and the promise of things turning out well is crushed by unforeseen predicaments.

One person's sadness, is another person's joy, and vice versa. Thus, leads to the never ending cycle of unhappiness.

One day, just one day to maybe turn out to be a happy day, is never, for every day is filled with the disappointments and sudden notions of sadness.

Maybe I think too much, or maybe I hope a tad bit too much too. Oh well, life's like that I guess.



*Coz' I want it all, or nothing at all.