Maybe never…

Maybe never will I learn to stop putting myself in situations I don’t want to be in, situations where I can’t do anything but just be there and give the false impression of feeling great with a smile hiding my disgust of my own, sad and miserable life. Maybe never will I find the courage to speak what truly is on my mind and not care if I put others in uncomfortable situations. Maybe never will I stop caring about others and start caring about what it is I that I want. Maybe never will come the day where true happiness introduces itself in my life to stay there for more than a mere couple of weeks, days, or hours, to then leave me again to a state of lonely emptiness, or is it empty loneliness? Maybe never will those things happen. Maybe never will anything that I want to happen happen. Maybe never will I learn to do something about it? Maybe…