BY SENAIT G/HIWOT
Life is easy but i find it hard
I set my self a high standard
I become sad when i should smile
I put myself in hurdles of desire
A desire that may fill
The emptiness that i feel
I work on being fulfilled
But it’s a never ending road
“See the glass half full rather than half empty”
Is what i’ve been told
But this expression is getting old
My happiness doesn’t last
Because i have a traumatic past.
