Silent pursuit

Life stuck on a loophole. Neverending mishaps. Just because you are in the pursuit of happiness. Your own happiness. The One that gives you blissfull peace and quiet. But no - damn you Universe for making things go this way. Or maybe damn me for think that once everything will go according to my plan and expectations. Naive. This is who I am. And a bit arrogant at times but only if it’s deserved. A fucking whirlwind of misfortunes and a tad of happy memories. Hold your head up high they say, don’t back down on what you want, independance is the key … Shiet! Bow your head as low as possible, be glad that you are still here and go by the rules, that’s how you will manage the situation. In the pursuit of happiness…. I don’t even know anymore whose happiness is this. It’s not mine for sure. Even the freakin reflection in the mirror is distorded and twisted and I can’t call it mine. Be strong! For what?! For the upcoming bashing blows of neverending “situations” ? Silent. There is peace and quiet in silence right? Or am I wrong here too ? Please, someone tell me where the fuck is the problem because obviously I cannot be objective. Someone? Anyone?…
Silence.