I stare at the gravel like ground,
Tears were streaming down the once rosy cheeks I had,
Now pale,
I bring myself up and stare into space, wondering many things,
Is happiness real? Because if it is, it never lasts,
The day I left home, I was cherry and energetic,
Now I'm dull and lazy, to hurt to say a word,
It's like the world is crumbling up, but it's just me.
Happiness left to long ago, but, it's too late.
The,
Scars,
Run,
Deep