A long time ago,
I was happy.
I don't know what happened,
But something changed.
I no longer found joy in normal things,
Or smiled much when alone.
I put on a mask when I went out,
And nobody noticed the change.
My close friends grew distant,
And some I rarely saw.
I still enjoyed some things,
Like shows and books and movies,
But joy had left me all alone,
and I just wanted to cry.
The tears they just weren't coming,
In fact they never came.
The ones I had were all used up,
The times I moved away.
No big event had come to pass,
That brought about this change,
It somehow happened by itself,
And I've never been the same.
Sometimes people who know me say
I have no reason to feel this way.
There isn't always a reason,
It happens every day.
Some of us are sick of it,
All the time feeling this way.
We wish someone would find the cure,
But they don't know the pain.
The key to happiness is gone,
The lock sealed tight inside,
The mold is somewhere in my mind,
Hidden by my thoughts
