Discomfort In Cluelessness

Because it takes,

A lot of cluelessness,

To figure out what you're actually looking for,

And a whole lot of,

Rejections on your part,

And denial too,

Along with leaving the comfort,

To become a lot uncomfortable,

In your own choices,

Conflicting with your own self,

And fighting more battles with yourself than others,

Until there's nothing left to fight for,

But your own happiness,

Even in discomfort,

Almost impossible,

And unattainable,

Until it all goes away.

It does go away, right?