i can never be like everyone else

i am not depressed. i smile, and most of the time, i really do mean it. i accept the bad with the good. i am learning.

yet in the back of my head.. there will always be something. something that keeps me from experiencing things like you do. i am not content with a simple life. i am not content with money. i am not content with success. all of these things are short-lived.

i am searching for something, more.

the frustration comes in fearing i will never find it.