Misunerstood

I am partially happy, I am partially sad.
I cannot say it completely and it drives me mad.
Sometimes I feel like giving up on you and forgetting I ever cared,
But every time I think it through, I feel its not fair.
Who gave up me?!
Nor my mother,
my friends,
my family,
my boss
and me.
Impaired because I want it to be over and to be over soon.
But great things don't come to you.
You create your opportunity and expect no one to hold your hand.
I am partially happy, I am partially sad.
And though you may not understand my actions,
Someday what you learned from me will come in hand.