I’m not doing what I love ‘cause I don’t know what I love
the things i used to do that would make me happy i don’t find myself doing anymore. and when i think about doing them and ask myself “if they make you happy, why wouldn’t you”, it’s like i don’t feel like they would make me happy anymore. maybe i think too much about them and it’s like they don’t make me happy because i don’t know where they would get me. if simple hobbies don’t get me anywhere why would i do them? will they make me happy still? i don’t want to find out. i want to feel how i used to but now i’m somewhere where i can’t turn back. i can only go forward. but i don’t know if anything will ever be the same.