Afraid to be happy
Even though you're back
Obviously cursed I fucking am
Darkness out coloring the light
Well no shit, damn
Trapped and all
With no way to go
What the fuck now?
Well I don't know
Why am I like this?
Be happy, I can't?
I guess it is what it is
Feeling bad
My family's one wish I can't grant
How to keep people happy?
When I damn well can't be myself
Forced happiness is not real
Faking it, is it worth?
I guess, used to it I should be
It's not that hard
But draining indeed
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Poems by Mel
PoesieOnly poems: Love, thoughts, sadness, struggles, family, friendship, shit and eventually more feelings. Hope you like them ♥️
