Happy Thoughts?
Feeling stuck in an empty place, forced to wear a happy face.
Fake a smile and force a grin, to hide hatred deep within.
Honesty becomes the ultimate bad, when sharing your feelings makes them sad.
I lie up all night and stare at the dark, hoping for the light of that magic spark.
Joys of obsession now turned to depression. The love that I shared, but nobody cared.
I'm alone. So alone. I cry and I wait. For how many years?
I don't want this. I never wanted this. There's too many tears.
I live for them but not for me. Would being selfish set me free?
?: did writing that help?
?: no.
?: I'll see you tomorrow.
?: yea