Long Journey Poem by Timothy Long

It started slower than I thought, never to see where I belong, slow were the days, long were the hours, the writings and the call and texts didn't wake you up to my sadness, is it a problem or a solution, my thoughts and feelings haven't changed over the years. As I'm growing older and some would say colder, yet again I see in her eyes an emotion that I for one couldn't place, it was hate mixed with awkwardness, and yet I forgive and forget, I started with the path in naivety and smiles, now it's a broken down path of loneliness, honesty I'm emotionally tired, I'm surrounded by arrogance and unfriendliness that's quite unsettling, is unwell the feeling I must dispel, I fail and fail when am I suppose to succeed, I care but get unappreciated, the world is cold and if I got to be tough who's here to help me along, when I look back I cringe, I'm not par I'm optimistic, should I die or so and always be stressed, I want happiness, but life is a long journey.