Happy
What does this dreaded word even mean?
Is it supposed to bring such sorrow and fear into my soul?
Or is it something that I have simply never experienced?
People keep telling me to find something that makes me happy
But I simply don't know how.
I don't understand the word. I don't know how to embrace the word. I don't know how to feel or show the word. Its just a word to me.
It has no meaning. No purpose. No emotion behind it.
It's a word that people tell me that I need to be.
Happy
I know no greater pain then the agony the surrounds this word.
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Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of the poems and randomness I write in my boredom or as a stress relief. Sooooo.......yah
