Achieving Happiness
I have been
slandered
misused
and
unheard
for years.
The ones who surround me
the “chosen ones”
yes
are all products of society
they scream at me to be perfect,
but I desire to be happy
Happiness.
No more
Plastic Smiles because I need
something
And no more lying for quite a while
because I desire nothing
nothing, more than to be happy.
With myself.
With my intelligence.
With my love.
With my trust.
With my ability.
With
My
Life
I have been
slandered
misused
and
unheard
for years.
But I will be happy.
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