Mess

Enviousness,
the only emotion I always used to have...
No matter how does people hurt,
they have their peaceful place to be,
a family that always be the soul of them...
I envy of it as I'm lacking out of it.
The concept that was always conveying,
"you see my smile, I witness your joy; sadness hides behind"
Clown-wannabe in short..

Just how fragile I am?
the best and the worst I am...
Endless "why" flooding my mind,
yet the answers were always by the side of my mind...
I wish I'm blind,
trustworthiness is always beside the cliff,
ignorance was the perfection.
I could only blame that I start the wrong chess after all.

My wish will never come true,
the only choice I have, face the truth...