Every time I think I\'m happy
She ruins it
Harassing me
Abusing me
I sit where it\'s hard to find me
Where she can\'t see me
Will she ever stop going through the ones I love to hurt me?
Sometimes I wonder if happiness even exists
Or if people fake it
I hide in the crowds and let my friends pull me close when shes near
I avoid places she could be
I keep my schedule packed so I don\'t have to think
And yet it\'s not enough
Will it ever be enough?
To know that happiness exists
Even if I never experienced it?