I'm in love with 3 boys in my English class
who all are freaks,
like me.
We hide our
shame,
self hatred,
and
lies
in ourselves.
But being
together
always makes me feel alive.
Though, very rarely do
I get to see them,
feel them,
hold them close.
The first is Happiness,
he's always cheery
loud and boisterous.
He makes me smile,
feel glad to be alive.
Second is Depression,
he's a loner
but always deep in thought,
I can't remember
the last time
I was deep in thought.
Third is Greed,
he's different;
VERY
different.
He's abusive,
so is Depression,
but not nearly as Greed.
I miss when Happiness and I
could be together,
just by ourselves.
Those times with him
were the best I've had,
but the other two
forced themselves in.
Things became drab,
unless we were all together.
I mostly hung out with Depression.
we'd often sit in my room,
snorting coke
or
whatever drugs we could get our hands on.
I guess we had fun.
Being with greed scared me.
He always encouraged me to steal,
to lie so we wouldn't get caught.
Like Depression,
he also liked the drugs,
but he wanted me to have *** with strangers,
for money.
He always wanted money.
Money, money, money,
nothing else matter to him except ******* money
Well,
I'm sitting in jail now,
Greed and Depression by my side.
But it's OK, Happiness comes to visit every so often.
Usually though,
something comes up for him
so he can't make it.
I'm in love with 3 boys in my English class;
and I realized it after it was too late.