There is a black background with a pair of yellow hands at the centre, curved as if a face were resting on them, with their nails painted neon pink.

To another

I realised in the pursuit of happiness,

That the feeling of happiness

Upon reaching my goals

Was so fleeting.

Because I so easily forget,

And jump from one thing to another

To get another hit of what they call euphoria,

That I’ve lost the whole idea.

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