No Need

Focused on the things I thought I needed.

As if I'd die without them.

Desperately grasping around me,

and everyone loved.

I saw it everywhere I looked,

happiness for all.

But for me, only sadness seemed destined.

I held on to that notion for so fucking long.

Breaking away from myself,

bit by bit,

day by day.

Until I saw what I had achieved by this.

I denied myself my full potential.

I was held back by nobody,

but myself.

No more need to hold on

to petty feelings.