You should always be happy for other people even if you're not happy yourself
Bullshit.
Feel how you want to feel, control your own voice of opinion. It isn't valid if you don't really mean it
So be bitter. Stick up your nose.
But don't feel sorry for yourself
Don't drown yourself in the accomplishments of other people. Let yourself come up for air
Because those underwater with misery, never get to see the sun
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The Baby Cries in Black and White (journal + poetry)
PoetryJust my pseudo poetic paragraphs of bullshit and life.