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.