Beneath it all

If you ask me now what are the things that make me feel happy, I honestly cannot answer that so easily.

I wonder how some people answers it so confidently.

For the longest time i care for others' happiness, and don't get me wrong, that's the best feeling ever. Up until the part when evil comes out.

But maybe, just maybe now's the time to finally let go, because truthfully there's nothing pretty about what i'm feeling right now.

Maybe then i can answer the question so confidently too.