Everyone is happy.


People only want the truth if it is sounding positive.
People do not want to hear that the apathy has kicked in.
This depression is my cross to carry;
Good luck to you all, I wish for you all to be happy.
I only wish I knew how.
I need a love umbrella to stop the rain clouds,
That endlessly follow me around,
Like a lost little puppy,
Shouting to be found,
But all my screams are on the inside.
Fool the world with a smile;
I hide my true feelings because, you would not understand!
I exist, therefore I am.


Who gives thanks for something they never asked for?
Close the door,
Take the paintings off the wall,
Remove the carpets from my floor
And roll them all away.
Leave me in a room with nothing to view,
Not even one piece of divine beauty,
To keep me company.
Just leave me be,
Just leave.
Everybody does eventually.


This cactus does not need your gift of water.
This stain glass window does not need a fresh paint.
This soul does not need to receive a blessing,
Because it is not listening anyway.


There is no way I can be happy.
There is nothing…for me.
There is no peace, love and empathy,
When that is all I have to give.
Love is all I ever wanted;
All I want is somebody to love me,
But you have all, already got it.
Everyone is happy…


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