Happy is as happy does.
Always alone,
Always besotted.
Almost as though someone had plotted;
Against her.

Happy is as happy does.
Even as they use her trust.
All she does is sacrifice,
Her time and effort everyone's vice.
Broken and frozen,
She lays on the floor,
Crying out,
as they beg for more.

Happy is as happy does.
Even when they fill their lust.
She tries one last time,
To ask for help.
But they cant even see their own crime.

Happy is as happy does.
Now shes cold and drab as stone.
Never has she ever felt so alone.