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HappyHappyHappy Dec 2016
you see me cry
and you know im sad
you grin and make me mad
i dont hate you
i really cant
i have to be the nice person
"wimp" you chant
see, i have to be nice
its what my parents told me
do what they say and i'll be happy
you know it
you know my weakness
you know im that person
teacher's pet
book worm
nice guy
you hit and punch
dont ask why
all i can do
is be the nice guy
i dont consider myself as a nice guy (heh heh)
HappyHappyHappy Dec 2016
I have lost a lot of stuff
Friends, teachers, sibling, places,
But lets keep going
I still have chances
lalala : )
HappyHappyHappy Dec 2016
I know this sounds crazy
But I don't know how to live.
Should I get a job get a house
They don't sound persuasive.
Yes, life is weird some how
Everything all crazy
But I don't want to do nothing
I don't wanna be lazy
You reading this, you might be tilting you head
Squinting your eyes
Saying, "What is this poem?"
I'll say:
It's to fill your day with crazyness
yeah its weird cuz im weird now people be happy
HappyHappyHappy Dec 2016
Gladly
I gladly can open my eyes.
I gladly can breath.
I gladly can move.
I gladly can eat.
I gladly can run.
I gladly can drink.
I gladly can step foward to the opening world.
I am glad.
I am glad I can.
I am glad I can do the things that some people cannot do.
Because...
I am glad for the thing I can do.

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