cellophane

a tinted form of clarity.

a new perspective.

one you come to wish you'd never had.

because misery will be all that will await you.

can i ask you a question?

if you had the choice, would you change knowing what you know?

would you change how you feel?

or do you think theres a reason for it all?

do you think we suffer, to learn from it?

or would it be easier to erase that, and go straight to the quick happiness, that little bit of feel-good and sunshine?

you tell me, because i just don't know.