euphoria

happy, that's what i feel when that tone keeps me on my heel sadness, to be exact, I've never felt but still, I want to be held... I shake, I cry, I pray for someone to rely on, as emotions eat at me... as ideas fill me without release... I cry why, I do not know it's like a hole so empty wanting to be filled with an envy oh my dear self if I weren't me... but still thyself