Happyness is what you make it.. It's sometimes your happyness before others. The only question, who you choose to share all your fullest extent of Happyness with. Sometimes we have different lengths of time to wait. One day.. my time will come when everything can't get any better for me. ____________________________________________________________________ Yet i'm consumed We're vanishing into thin air The realization that this s**t is my cross to bare So where Did I think I could run away to see The people that decided to leave without asking me But we Decide to wait for happier tomorrows And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrow But my distractions the books of paper that i scrawl in I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves that have just fallen I've crawl in a corner hoping all of this will end With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends