the haze has lifted, and with it, as did my mood.
i've been toxic, inflicting my foul mood on people
and i've been thinking,
maybe i need to trudge through the lowest of lows,
in order to hit new highs.
Then i came across this line
"She said she was neither happy nor unhappy,
and that's why she couldn't go on."
and it made me stop short.
I don't ever want to be caught in that quandary
and if that meant short bursts of happiness
and days of feeling like shit
i'd take it.

And the pictures above,
they are making me happy
so there you have it.
and sometimes there aren't that many things that do that
and if u can find one or the other
u hold on
tight.

coz if i squint
and you could try
the guy could be johnny
or clinton or
any other shaggy-haired wounded kid
and that'll be me by his side
and we'll be in Marc Jacobs
and if that isn't a happy ending
i don't know what could be.