So yea
I’ll admit it
I’m pretty happy
things arn’t great
probably never will be
but things are good

I’m content
which is good because
that is a
basis for everything

I’ll hold on tightly to this
because I have it
which I’m beginning to realize
is really something

I worry
that happiness
is an end for me
that it will
end myself
because this and me
is based on my losses
my lack of ability

I’ve enjoyed the irony
of my lack of skill being my ability
I hope I still know what I’m doing
otherwise I don’t know

I might have to do something drastic
to show I still got nothing left