Where has my happiness gone?
Nothing really helps, but then again I'm not trying.
I feel like my life has been dragging on too long.
Not even having the strength to start crying.
Some days I feel fine, but others not even close.
Some say that's normal, but why does that seem like a lie?
Am I not allowed to feel these things? To satisfy other people's needs and what they want the most.
Every time I feel bad people make me feel guilty; then they just pass me by.
People claim they care, but when you're crying ashamedly alone, you realize that no one is truly there.
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