i will never truely be happy

i'm not doing this anymore.
i'm going to find a way to feel the way i want too.
even though i don't know what that feeling is.

i'm tired of the same relentless longing for another one.
that's the only feeling i have.
sometimes, i wish i knew how to help myself better.
sometimes, i wish i'd realize, that there's no help needed, and therefore, none to give.

i wish somebody would know more than somebody else.
but it seems like it never works that way.
it seems like nobody knows anymore than anybody else.