Does my happiness not matter
Can't there be a time where I can actually be happy
Is my happiness really not that important
If that's so
Then I wouldn't want happiness right
Happiness is for idiots
I don't need it
It's useless
How can I even say "my happiness"
When I never truly had one
What the hell am I even saying
There no such thing as happiness for
Me
I only meant to suffer
I can't believe in this lie
Called happiness
I am only meant for tragedy
YOU ARE READING
Dear dairy
PoetryThe days of my life written in poetry. The feeling I felt, the things that happen in my life but instead of a story I will write a poem for each day. I might not write everyday but for each emotion I feel I will write an poem
