I think everyone knows I'm not happy lately.
I mean how could I not be?
Sure I have my first love,
But no one knows about us.
Then with the other guy,
he's trying to commit suicide,
I care for him, but to me it doesn't seem he believes me
Now there's this group of girls trying to fight me.
My sister just left us.
My grandparents are dying.
'Friends' don't even talk to me.
So why be happy?
