Are you happy?

We all want to be happy.
So why aren't we?

I guess because we've become experts at sabotaging our own happiness.
We feel like vicitmes when in fact it's the choices that we make that tar us down.

We are not victimes.
We are assassins when it comes to love and happiness

I can't help but wonder, are we happy when we become victimes? Are we happy when, at some point, everything becomes sad?

We all want to be happy.
But can we?