Fly.

For so long, I've felt like my life was void of so many things. I felt like so much was missing and I had to search the world for it. I always thought I was racing the clock of life, for my life. How mistaken I was.

I'm beginning to see that what you feel is what your life becomes. I have all the beautiful things life has to offer inside of me, and I've had it all along. I allowed the wrong people into my life. They suppressed the urge to fly inside of me, and I let them take away my real happiness and instead place their false happiness in it's place. But I didn't need any one's happiness, because the real kind lives strong inside of me.

What I needed was to rid myself of the leeches in my life, who were sucking out my ability to think straight. Leeches are selfish, and I thought I was being selfless by allowing myself to be the host. I was ignorant. The truth is that being 'selfless' is ultimately selfish. I ended up blaming the world for my emptiness, but it was my fault for not breaking free when I was so aware that I needed to. Who can help you, if you won't if attempt to help yourself? You don't love someone because they're a good person, they are a good person because you love them. Loving someone because they make you feel alive, real, and tangible, might be selfish, but it allows you to be honest with the reasons why you love them.

My darling Reader, I am breaking free.
I recognize happiness, beautiful selfish happiness , the only true kind.