It's Odd...

It’s odd.
I hate these chains that at other times feel like smooth honey crawling over my skin.
I hate these voices that at other times make me love the state I’m in and the person I am.
I hate the taste of life in my mouth that at other times makes me ecstatic and filled with rapture and harmony.
I hate these feelings that at other times are the secret ingredients to my pure joy and give me the feeling of wings on my back.
I hate these three empty words I speak that at other times are so full of meaning and passion.
I hate the hopes of my mind that at other times are just tiny components of a series of pleasurable and memorable moments.
I hate the person inside of me. And I hate most people around me.
Take me away to where the essence of life has been created and is being carried on today.
Take me back to a time with more work and more love and more discipline and more balance.
Carry me on the high horse of Heaven to a place where I can find myself in.
The meaning of true happiness will never again be my companion, for I have become a person with other principles and morals that were not identified till now. I expect too much.