Happiness is Perception

If I'm going to fall as far down as I can go, I want you to grab my hand and come with me. If I am going to make the biggest mistake I want it to be you. If I'm going to be happy forever I need to realize happiness comes to those who never think of more. Content is an ability.

What do I know? What am I doing? Where do I want to go? Why do I stay here? How can I expect so much and so little at the same time. It's easy to act as if it's all fine but I can't stay here.

You don't know me. But how could you? I never gave you a chance. I don't know me. How could I? I never gave myself the courtesy. I know who you think I am and I know what I want you to know. But then there's reality. My reality is my perspective.

I'm lost, plummeting down and unable to bring myself up to the level of you. How can I expect you to catch up if I fall and you're way up there? Mind reading is an unfair expectation. How could you know when to jump to keep up? Anticipating nothing is impossible.

I smile and I do what's expected of me. I've settled for content but staying content is something I seem to be capable of. I know there's more to it and yet whenever I get close I scare myself back down.