Is happiness a mediocre sin?

Am I defined by the hell you left me in?
Or the influence I make while living it?
Sometimes you find yourself stuck in the middle of nowhere
But the middle of nowhere is where we find ourselves
And only time will tell how long we stay

The hardest part about feeling
Like life has fallen apart
Is that feeling for some of us
That it always will because it always does
I see that things are getting bad again
I'm not seeing you lately, you've been hiding
Let's get lost together in a new direction
We may not have it all together
But together we can have it all

But we're still here and only time
Will tell how long we stay
The hardest part about feeling
Like life has fallen apart
Is that feeling for some of us
That it always will because it always does

You call it a demon
I call it self sabotage in hiding
You call it a demon
Or is happiness a mediocre sin?
Or is happiness a mediocre sin?