There is a lot left in this world that I don't understand.
But I’ve come to terms with that fact.
I know most of the secrets behind happiness,
I just can’t achieve it.
I know what it takes to get what you want,
but I don’t know that I’m willing to do it.
I could tell everyone the secrets of this world.
I could tell you all how to make your life happy.
And I feel selfish for not saying it until I’m able to do it myself.
I guess I’m still afraid of being left behind.
I guess I still don’t understand what being alone might mean.