Happy people make me sad
Because everything for them seems to be going so good
They're good in the things they do
Their girlfriends and boyfriends will most likely marry them
And it's almost as if the world could be on fire and burn everything but them
They make me sad because I don't know if I could ever have that
The perfection that saturates their lives
I don't know where I end and the pain begins
And I hate that I think they don't deserve to be so happy
Because deep down I know they've been through hell and back to deserve what they have
But I still get very sad when I see them out in public or on my screen
Holding hands and being in love
Or simply smiling at everyone they see
I don't understand how they get to be the perfect ones
I don't understand how pain doesn't get to them
Those happy
Happy people
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All My Shit Is In A Book
De TodoI'm the creator of my own greatest disaster. I write for me a no one else. I want you all safe. Please stick with the awful writing at the start of this collection. I started writing two years ago and have developed a lot.
