Why can’t poets be happy
All we talk about
Are tales of depression
And minor suppressions
That lost eye contact with the girl down the hall
Maybe it was saving you
From an even bigger heartbreak
The world saved you that mistake
Why do we think everything is lost
We’re the ones who tossed it away
Maybe we just want the thrill
To be lost up a hill
With no one to save us
From the fate
We gave us
I’ll never understand
Why we can’t withstand
The thought of happiness
It’s so ****** up
That we write in the shadows
And we close up
To those who love us
Maybe I’m just mad
At the world for all it could be
Why does everything have to be so sad
Not all of us go bad
I had a dream everything was okay
And had happiness written in the sky
Too bad dreams end with what we could
Have had
It makes life seem so much more sad
-Cnk
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
Why can’t poets be happy
All we talk about
Are tales of depression
And minor suppressions
That lost eye contact with the girl down the hall
Maybe it was saving you
From an even bigger heartbreak
The world saved you that mistake
Why do we think everything is lost
We’re the ones who tossed it away
Maybe we just want the thrill
To be lost up a hill
With no one to save us
From the fate
We gave us
I’ll never understand
Why we can’t withstand
The thought of happiness
It’s so ****** up
That we write in the shadows
And we close up
To those who love us
Maybe I’m just mad
At the world for all it could be
Why does everything have to be so sad
Not all of us go bad
I had a dream everything was okay
And had happiness written in the sky
Too bad dreams end with what we could
Have had
It makes life seem so much more sad
-Cnk
