"There are nights filled with happiness
Filled with fun and laughter
Filled with blooming roses
Leaving a heavenly aroma
Though most nights are spent alone
Spent with lingering thoughts around my head
Feeling a little bit more lost
Then the previous night
But I keep telling my self, “It will Happen”
I say that I will get better
I tell myself this because I believe it
I believe that life will open up its doors
I tell myself that I’ll finally see the light that shines on my soul
That lets me know that I am where I’m supposed to be
And I am who I am meant to be
I haven’t predicated any events that have happened in my life so far
So why I am I so dead set on believing that I will fail?
That I will never find true happiness?
Why am I thinking this when I haven’t failed yet?
Yes, I have struggled and mourned
But I survived
I’m here now
And guess what?
I’m still here
And as long as my feet roam the Earth
I know that, that special door will be found
Whatever it is that I’m yearning for
Will be wide open and remain open
I just might have to knock and explore
A few other doors
To find what it is that I am looking for”