I'm sick of being sad
I hate it
I hate that you wrenched my heart out
And you don't even give a ****
I hate that I trusted you
I hate that I let you hurt me
I hate that you've mutilated my heart
I am sick of being sad

10 minutes.
I give myself 10 minutes to be sad
To dwell in this
Nostalgic pain
In my despicable melancholy

I have decided to fake it
To throw away this heavy heart
And
To guard my heart in a
secret place
A secret sanctuary
That will wait for a secret symphony
Where no one else can find it
I will speak of love and sweet days
But, I will not give my heart away so easily again
I refuse
I rebuke it

But I will keep this heart safe...
In My
Clean
Pure
Sanctuary
That you blackened...
I am cleaning it
Purifying it of your words
Of all your lies
And I am shaking
For I am cold
From this pain
And your icy, menacing words
Piercing me still...

No! I will cleanse myself
I will dive into a lake
And hold my breath
For as long as I can
To purify my heart

And I choose not to be sad
Because I am sick of being sad
I am sick of this lament song
I keep humming
Quieten down!

You have 19 seconds left
Of being sad
Because you are sick of being sad
You will purify your heart
You will no longer sing your lament song.

10 seconds, my darling
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I am sick of being...
Sad?
I will put on my facade
And no one will know
Of my ten minutes
Because I am sick
Of being
Anything but
My happy facade.