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Is happiness the little things? and is that enough?

I was just thinking

What are happy things?

 

How do you convert laughs to words

I smile when the sky open

But how is that relevant

 

Letting out a laugh on the bus when a funny thought passes by

But how is that something to share

 

Is it relevant just cause of the fact it makes me some what happy..

 

Why is the pain so close by

Easier to grasp

Broken pearls make greater art than when they were just bought

 

It gives me anxiety when people joke about serotonin

Like no honey, no cute bunny can make my ****** days feel more sunny

My mental health is no joke to me

Maybe I'm being a sad ***** now

 

But I'm confused

I am trying and fighting everyday

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Written by
mrsw
27 / F / Sweden
Published
Mar 3, 2021
Lines·Words
17·128
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I had a bad day ... Oh well

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#melancholy#crappydays#mentalhealth
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