Happiness is an unknown language to me
It is depression that spews from my tongue
For depressed isn’t what I am expected to be
So I can’t fail your expectation and cause you to run.
You see I use to be happy and I thought that it was neat.
I fell so deeply in love literally I was floating and no longer on my feet
Hoping that maybe this would be the one who would finally catch me
But as quickly as it started it ended just as drastically
Why must I fall for those whom can never love me back?
You think I would stop because I just don’t have the knack
For being able to see the common traits & similarities
I just really want to know what is really wrong with me

Just Ty-