To be happy It’s hard And I refuse to believe that It’s easy Pain is everywhere but to block it out Is unheard of Darkness drowning us from all happiness And loving every minute of it. Smiling and feeling better Is a lie You’re life is worthless And believing that Life is free It’s not. Life is terrible How could anyone say Life is great. (read from bottom to top.)
One of the first poems I wrote. Read it from top to bottom and bottom to top.