Happiness is false,
happiness is unkind.
You pretend to be happy,
But you're dying inside.
Happiness is lies,
You tell yourself you're happy,
Even when...-
You hate your life.
Happiness is like humans,
it dies quickly,
It lies, it cheats.
And it always retreats.
Stop telling yourself lies,
We know you're dying inside.
Stop playing this silly game,
and admit you're in too much pain
YOU ARE READING
I see Humans, but No Humanity.
Poetry~ It really is a shame, that people play a game. A gun to their head, a knife in their bed, All because of a game~
