The sadness consumes me, Buries me alive. I can't even tell you The last time I Was happy. Every One tells me we have Our ups and downs. So why have I been Down for so many years? I hear all the time, "You choose to be happy or sad." Is I could choose to be Happy trust me I'd be There. Those people are The ones with the perfect Lives, no problems. They don't get flashbacks, Have anxiety attacks, are Depressed. They don't know What it's like. As Hope Once told me, "Now days People cut over dumb little Things like their goldfish dying, These people could never Handle a day in our shoes."