Thursday, March 6, 2008

Happy, happy, happy

I have everything I need right now. Everything I need.

And it makes me happy! Happy, happy, happy.

Happy, until of course, there is something else I need. Trust me, there will be something else I need.

There is always something. Each time I get what I want, the next moment I want something else. Something different, something more.

But next time will be different. Because, next time I get what I want, it will be the last thing I ever want. I won't need anything else to make me happy. Ever.

(to read the full poem go to drbcontinued)

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