Am I allowed this?
This small piece of happiness,
This tiny piece of indulgence?
Is it something I'm allowed to take
Or will it be ripped from me once again?
Do I deserve it,
Or am I doomed to a life of lonely heartbreak
And quick *** in the dark?
No one has to know.
It can be a pretty little secret
Where neither of us admit to anything
And we can save the quiet joy for ourselves.
I'm ready to be happy,
Though I don't know if I can be.