Happiness
im only happy when im depressed
im only happy when i wear black
im only happy at night
i wish i could relieve you of your pain
i prefer to talk about the fear of living as opposed to the fear of dying
i can hear my own death
for the fear of my tears crying
i know i live in a dead end time
and the only feelings i share are no feelings at all
im sick and tired of you asing me whats wrong, my life
dont you know pain is all that i have
that my pain is my only form of nuture
my pain is my life, my health
let me tell you about happiness
being sexually assaulted more than 5 times
its better to feel abuse than nothing at all
dont you know i hate laughter and smiles
dont you know i hate good feelings
cause the only feelings i feel are no feelings at all
they couldnt protect me but ill live my life protecting them
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