I can be happy
I can be happy sometimes
Right now, a lot of things actually bring me joy
I smile genuinely now
But sometimes...
That stops
Sometimes i'll be talking with some people, then they mention something I fear,
Or something I think about too often that I shouldn't
Then I shut down
My mind comes up with endless possibilities
And only because something was said and this time it wasn't only my mind
Because someone said automatically makes it true or more believable
Then somehow I hurt
My mind causes my own hurt
Sometimes the stupidity behind it makes me feel more dumb than I actually am
Other times it's just my horrifying imagination
The one that makes the most painful scenarios
So yes,
I can smile all I want
I can laugh
I can play
But i know deep down
I cant('t) be happy
Never truly happy
Not with my mind
Not with my life
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Poems,Pictures, and Feelings
De TodoJust like I have one for pain, this one is for the moments of bliss I have sometimes. Also for the feelings I have about "certain" people.