This stress goes on,
I can't remember what happiness is supposed to feel like.
Neither the cranium, the heart,
so I can just pretend.
To sound optimistic after
saying hi after a while.
But I can only protect myself.
Can never be used.
So to those who got everything.
The pictures are all around.
I'll get my happiness back someday.
I'll smile without cringing afterwards,
and laugh without going insane.
I may be different.
I am no harm.
I am glad you have your happiness still
since when it comes to moving on
you have it easy.
I do not. I don't forget.
I remind myself
then I hate myself.
But why do I get the hate?
Don't I deserve to be happy again?
Give it back to me right now.
But you can't.
Only I can be the director of my feelings.
And I will cast my happiness
back in my play.
And my life will not be a drama of hurt
but a drama and comedy of
where I deserve to be
and what I work hard for.
Thus not earned,
but taken.
Happiness is deserved by all
and can't be bought.
So think of what is there.
Smile.
I'm going to be happy. :)